081413 #worm For an interminable time, Him and Me simply stink, and follow. When their leader stops, Him and Me almost slam into each other and his wide back. His hand reaches out in the dark--to touch a button, perhaps? An electric hum, and--a door slides open. They all crowd into the little, square room behind it. The door trundles shut. The pinging of ballast, a pinkish flickering--a fluorescent light comes on. The gnarly figure of the one they've followed this far fingers a button on the brushed aluminum wall, then turns to face Him and Me.