I don’t know why I wasn’t quite so bad as they were. Maybe it was all the time I spent out in the sun. Maybe it was being a picky eater, or that I stayed up most nights instead of sleeping. There were thousands of different things it could’ve been. I could still move my whole body, though I had as many strange lumps as the others, and had to clean at least four different areas every few hours to stop them from going septic.