( That's the best part about Scratch, in his mind. He doesn't really give a shit. He knows he probably should when it comes to this place, it's not his regular world, but that's so annoying.

Anyone's bound to snap under these conditions if they don't let things out now and then.

He brings the axe back up after separating a leg from the body, and, for a moment, his eyes are dark and crazed as he looks at Hickey. )

Human fat is flammable. You ever hear about the Wick Effect? It's the theory that people spontaneously combust because their fat caught on fire. Everyone's shitting their pants about resources and they just let this go to waste? Fucking idiots.