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Paul picks it up. His hands shake. He is no longer The Wall. He is a frightened, middle-aged man in a sweaty khaki shirt.

Third bowl: the . It suctions to his soft palate. He makes a sound like a drowning drainpipe. He yanks it out, a string of saliva and ink trailing behind.

Second bowl: . He crunches. A squirt of vitreous humour hits the cameraman's lens.

At midnight, the camp's water supply—which they’d painstakingly filtered from a natural spring—begins to . Tents start to emit a low, infrasound hum. The yoga instructor wakes up to find a perfect circle of dead ants around her sleeping bag.

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