"Could be, like, the crazy mold makes us hallucinate," Howard says, trying to convince himself that it's something benign. "Except we both saw and heard the same thing, right? We should just...tell someone."

And lay any possible responsibility at someone else's feet, someone better equipped to deal with this, someone who is not them or at the very least not Howard.

"And it probably spreads fast, since I didn't notice anything a few days ago. Or maybe it was just...asleep. I don't know."