Theo is taking a shower. The drain buzzes, fffffff, ffffffsh. While showering, Theo looks up and notices something that could be black mold on the ceiling. Theo washes his hair and tries to ignore the mold. He looks up at it once more before turning the water off.
A feeling overcomes Theo. The outside image darkens, and guts and insides are suddenly mold and grime. The spot of mold on the ceiling is highlighted in bright red. The image drips, heavy, heavy.
The moment passes. Theo sighs.