S. Eric Scribner: “Figments / Fragments”
Then, gradually – over the course of almost one minute – it dawns on you, as the Captain creeps cautiously between a few hundred dollars’ worth of otherworldly production design, he is the alien here.
Vir(us): “Rabies” (feat. Lattney B.)
The heavily-sedated Captain comes to, still unsure how he’d been captured – or even where reality ends and hallucination begins – but his stomach churns with the shadow of now understanding that very curious sign from (wasn’t it?) just a minute ago, bipeds inside a red circle-cross under which in block letters read the same word his strange new hosts chant monotonously over the sickening rhythm of their insectoid legs: “RABIES.”