1: Rhoda is laid on the bed. At her feet is sprawled the strange serpentine creature, watching her. Above her head, we see a vision of her spiritual form: a glowing, white form of herself half engulfed by bulbous and veiny white flesh. Integrated, two skeletal canine beings, half melted into her form, scream silently and claw out as they melt into the white light of the pangolin.

Rhoda: It felt really good.