[Funkduder]

As Michael cleaned himself up for the second time that day, he felt himself sweat a cold sweat. Was it fear that drove him into his current symptoms of distress, or perhaps the unexpectedness of the chain of events. Though these thoughts ran through his head they were no longer conscious thoughts as even the apparent yelling that was next to him dulled into a silence that could almost be considered a fantasy.
Sooner than he had expected, Michael doubled over away from the sun and suffered symptoms of the last method that he had used from using onto his prisoners, wormwood-water boarding.