Taylor was carrying around the video camera, getting some potential shots for their next tour video. He rapped on the door.
"Hey Zac? You in there?"
"Yeah... ahh."
Taylor turned around the camera so that it focused on himself.
"I have a sneaking suspicion that opening that door will be fatal, especially to my sense of smell."
"I heard that!"
Taylor grinned at the camera.
"I'm going before the door does open."
He stared walking and filming through the corridor.
"Ok, look, there's Ike, watching the tube. Oh man, it's Austin Powers." Taylor turned the camera back on himself. "You do realise what this means? Austin Powers impersonations all night."
He turned the camera back on Isaac.
"I think we need to - umm, oh gross. He's picking his nose again. I ahh, I don't think we really need to watch that."
Isaac noticed Taylor then. He looked at him with an almost guilty expression on his face, and Taylor turned off the camera.
"MTV will have a field day." Taylor joked. "You'll be number one on a chart entitled 'musicians with disgusting habits'."
"Umm, yeah, well, well, well, at least, umm, at least I admit it."
Taylor grinned devilishly.
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It stretched, awakening to a strange new consciousness of which it had only seen the likes of before in a vague, distant memory.
It writhed. It wiggled. A shiver ran though it as it explored itself.
Then some sort of instinct drove it to the open window. It knew there was somewhere it had to go. But where? Why?
It was a long way to the window. It was not sure if it could - then suddenly, it knew.
It knew.
In moments it was free! Free to find, well, whatever it is that it was looking for. For whatever purpose it had to serve there.
It began it's unknown quest.