Want my symptomatologies, you'll get sick of it, everyone does. It's like being in toxic air, headache and a fever, biothreats inside your own brain, feels like Chinese rockets falling from space, only things I like.
Apologies have been sent, wanted my own ship and all I got was a crew revolt, no one likes the Captain but I'm like Ahab, when you see that glowing blood and oil from that prized whale on a dark sea, you will know that I've killed the beast, I've killed us all.