Book One, Chapter Three, Post Eleven

"This is probably a good thing, Terrence. An actor has to watch his weight and you did eat an awful lot!" Little Terry says, continuing his conversation with Terrence.

Terrence lifts his head out of the vase shaped like an upside-down turtle. "Shut up, Little Terry! Shut up! Shut up!" He suddenly feels very lightheaded as his vision starts spinning. The ground looks more like liquid than anything solid.

"Well, thank the gods! I'm so... thirsty...." Terrence attempts to make his way back to the dining room.

An odd sinking sensation in his gut, Terrence feels as if he might turn to goo and melt right through the floor. He barely manages to keep his feet though and staggers into the dining hall.