A circus light keeps flashing. A stone crumbled and fell. Steel beams snap like toothpicks. I don't feel well. Many strangers have arrived. Wearing immense black capes. Selling buttons at my door. I don't feel well. See the frightened foxes. See the hunchback in the park. He is blind, and can't run for cover. I don't feel well. Hear my master's ugly voice. See the the teeth-marks on my leash. Only freaks know all the answers. I don't feel well.