“Sweet! I am there!”

I turn around and start running to the headquarters, guiding myself via mapquest on my palm pilot and the location on the business card.

When I suddenly have a paralyzing flashback!

A large, earthy dagger pieces the crystal clear oceans like a symphonious spear, splitting itself open and releasing the polluted material inside. The oceans are bled incardanine, the infection spreading from the insides of the man into the inside of the toilet bowl. Damn, that bout with dystentary SUCKED.

I snap out of it and resume running with a trace of a shiver.