an unexpected approved profile

The feeling was more curiosity than fear.
He looked at  the swirl of colors like a baby at the rides.
Paul came out to touch the blister cleaned.  It
was smooth and slippery. As he gently press, the luminescence
was intensified and at the same time a rush of pressure did
teetering the bulb light in the ceiling. He  was astonished. He tried
again and then an electric shock almost made him slipping in the bath.

"May be.. a poison effect"  Paul tried to think." Stay calm."

and suddenly the gear of a music box was unlocked
and a rusty lullaby  mingled, mixed with the sound of a river behind him.

"This can nof be,"
Paul said, in a tropical aquarium up to his knees.
He saw Spiderman in the mirror corner trapped in his own net
and from the window he seemed to see Superman flying away.

The door slammed "oh damn! I can not find my yoyo"
Homer complained.

"This is enough" Paul tried to pop out from the aquarium but his
feet were then sinking into a sea of black thick oil.

Again the strong smell overwhelmed Paul and his nose was bleeding fluently,
he had a cramp in his belly, and
there was a black hole sucking a nebula leaving
only the  floating colors residues intertwining
like anacondas in love over him. He was nowhere ..
there 'were no gravities
and as in a mirror the left was right.
tropical fishes swimming around curiously,
fake flowers exploding like fake fireworks.

a hummingbird  rose agile in front of Paul mouth,
opened and smiling like a Gioconda, like it was  a flower.
Throwing open his beak , he  imploded unleashing a deafening
snout of a pig followed by the violent slamming
of a cover keyboard;  this has reawakened Paul.

He opened his eyes. Just could not remember where it was
but he turned off the shower with an effort of 'his shaken forearm.
His head was heavy as he banged somewhere. He
moved slowly,  caring that  nothing was broken.

Looking at the thigh, the blister seemed to be disappeared. But as he saw
his feet covered of a black oily liquid, a cramp gripped his stomach,
his muscles stiffened and he felt again in a state of catalepsy.

Only few weeks later, Paul woke up with a tube inserted in his throat in the military hospital in Millbank, London.
Although it was not a volunteer, his profile was more than suitable...