Steve: Sean, you are in shock. You have to listen to what I’m saying. I need to get you sealed up to stop this bleeding…
Examining the wound in his neck the bleeding has stopped and the gaping hole is now filled with a thick sticky looking substance.
Steve uses the barrel of the hand gun to touch it. It’s flexible like rubber and sticky like glue and as he pulls the gun away a gooey string of it trails off the end of the weapon. Suddenly opening his eyes Sean knocks the gun from his hand and lashes out towards Steve’s face. He blocks the old man’s flailing arms and quickly stands up while backing away. This part he didn’t expect.
Steve: What are you doing old man?