Endoplasmic travail: silent, unseen, relentless, mindless conquest met with mindless defense.
Antibodies to the left of them! Antibodies to the right of them! Into the channel of oblivion rode the six million.
Destroyed yet undeterred, more and more and more and more come: indiscernible spawn, viral horde, evanescent impression of ether in the night.
Viscous chartreuse torrent, artist's bane, worse than a night spent out in the rain.
Narcissus-X suffers for art, for Narcissus-X plays host to a horde of rhinoviruses