Character: Randy Glass (Randy Steckle)

Morning. Halloween. Rotting pumpkin. Burns the foliage. Black cats mate in the alleys like rats. It seemed we... felt no fear. As if we have already died... And we had nothing to lose. Or maybe due to the fact that we lived so passionately... And so loved life... We imagined ourselves immortal, full of energy... And drew energy from our mad passion for science. Maybe we're just crazy?
Halloween morning. Rotting pumpkins. Burning leaves. Black cats mating like rats in the alley. It was as... It were as if we felt no fear. As if we were already dead... and had nothing to lose by dying. Or perhaps it was because we lived life so well and loved life so much... that we imagined ourselves immortal, overwhelming... the powers that be with the force of our passion for science. Or maybe we were just fucked in the head.