Doctor: It is 23:32 and I have just finished the final injection upon the patient.
Doctor: Mr. Dimmond. Mr. Dimmond, can you hear me?
Mr. Dimmond: black...white...black...white...trap...trapped
Doctor: Mr. Dimmond you have been through a traumatic event. You might suffer from some mental confusion.
Mr. Dimmond: Con...co...con....with... fusion.....bringing together... eyes winking... on I am seeing so clearly...so very clearly I see nothing at all now... you... ewe.....sheep don't see.
Doctor: Mr. Dimmond do you know where you are?
Mr. Dimmond: Do you? DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE. Can you feel the warp the wolf? Have you seen the the great eye blink. Black stones. White stones. A trap. Salvation. I know more where we are than you ever could. I have seen the God. The Jesus. The Devil. The...the..
Doctor: The what Mr. Dimmond?
Mr. Dimmond: I have seen the great aholy the. The THE. The signifier. The hand that is not there. Not invisible not there. A shadow on the wall with form to cast it. The is in the eye and when the eye blinks the changes everything.
(sound of a groan)
Mr. Dimmond: What is wrong with my hand. My hand! My hand! The holy fire!!
Mr. Dimmond: (Softly) I didn't know ....fingers.....could do that...
(thud followed by silence)
Doctor: Patient has died. Again. Reanimation attempt beta has failed. The body is in a grotesque state. He was obviously suffering from dementia as well. I suggest we try TRU-6 on the next candidate....
(rustling sound followed by an astonished cry)
Mr. Dimmond: Doctor, the God does not like mulligans.....
(Thud. [rest of transcript lost to burning]