Mr.Mr. Dodds pulled out of his pocket a small vial, and opening it, dropped several large pink and blue capsules onto his palm. "I hope you enjoy this my love," he muttered under his breath, "it was a deal of trouble getting these." He opened each capsule and poured the contents into the funnel at the end of Mandy's stomach-tube. This done, he picked up the plastic pitcher he had brought downstairs. He poured the thick liquid into the funnel. "Carnation's best, my love, bon appetite!," he said, though he knew she could hear nothing. As he poured, he watched the figure stuck immobile upon the slab, her stomach moving visibly. "She's full now, I'll bet," he muttered. Setting the half empty pitcher in the corner, he removed the tube from its connection on the mask, and headed for the sprayer. The equipment that Mr. Dodds wheeled over to Mandy's motionless side appeared to be a common paint sprayer, and was, except for minor modifications to the spray-gun. It was a contractor type, with one hose to the air compressor, and one that dipped into the paint bucket. In this case, however, the label on the five gallon bucket read: ACME 1 Part Latex Molding Compound --> ask for it by name <-- After listening to Mandy's breathing and looking over various fittings once more, he went to work. |