"Everyone else does," Delirium said, as she was poked and prodded. Her arms raised above her, Delirium stared at the bloody towels and leaned precariously before Barnabas moved behind her and held her up. Barnabas nudged her and barked. "You did okay, they won't be angry at you. He's supposed to look after me."

Delirium made a face at the IV. It was looking at her with evil eyes, it wanted to drug her and eat her. She didn't like it, she wanted to pull them out but she was too tired. "Prettiest hair on the Island, like sandwiches and- what are you doing?" Delirium looked at him confused.