Jordan: heh heh...um...ahem...Morpheus said no, and moitioned for him to look at the painting. After a while, it began to obsure and melt to the floor. It edged it's way toward Kenny, who was screaming and ripping the machinery off of his body. "No!" spat Morpheus as Trinity and Neo held him down. The creature that was once a painting crawled up Kenny's leg and onto his body, completely smothering him. "Put that stuff back on him, quick!" He said, frantically, to Trinity and Neo, while he, himself, helped. Kenny couldn't breathe. He could only feel the painting/mucus ooze down his throat, through his stomach and lungs. "This is it," he thought. "I'm going to die."