... "iiiiiiiiiiihhh" agitated beyond all comprehension, Never was
catatonised with creeped out fear.
All that quivered was his whimpering lower lip.
All that sounded were the high tones of the upper vocalulatory
region of his voice box.
All that twitched was that bit that's not your cheek but not yet
your eye, the bit that might twitch if your face were being mashed
at by a large gray man in the woods at night.
'christ', thought Never, 'this is not at ALL okay'