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You seize Jacques by the front of his striped shirt and pin him against the little mountain wall, yelling at his comatose face, "Death flower? Did you say death flower?" He doesn't reply, but out of the bumps rises a visible odor--a perfumed vanitas that paralyzes your entire body. In the background, the gorgeous oaky eaves of the Protest HQ rattles when the front door is opened and slammed shut. You fall onto your back, immobilized except for your eyes, and watch as a robed figure approaches.
  1. Pretend to be dead or asleep.
  2. Speak with your eyes.
  3. Make the tears flow.