Coe continues thrashing his legs in a half-hearted attempt to escape, but he hardly puts a struggle any more. Coe shuts his eyes tight and keeps his breath held as the syrup around him becomes stickier and sticker. Then he realizes something is wrong; he can't feel his hands. He opens eyes just a little to see, in a tan tone, that his hands are gone! He screams, losing a little of the last breath he has, and starts thrashing his arms around, knowing it will do nothing. As his hands disappear, being dissolved into the liquid surrounding him he guesses, Coe gives up thrashing, and just concentrates on holding his breath, praying that someone will get him out of this before... before he dies.