As Coe tries to push the gel off of his hand, he feels the cool liquid slide over both of his hands, and the sucking begins again. Coe whimpers and pulls against the force, but soon his arms and hands are surrounded by a cold, moist gel the feels slightly different from the latex that was pulling at him. Then, he feels something wet on his shoulders, and the hyena is stroking his face, whispering to him. Coe closes his eyes and flinches away from the cold touch of the hyena's hand, asking, "Why are you doing this? Why are you doing this to me?" Coe hanks at his arms, pushing against the floor with his feet in an attempt to escape whatever fate this creature has planned for him.