The baby finally opened it’s eyes, inadvertently waking Andrew from his sensorially-deprived and driven slumber. Baby Andy chuckled in glee and waved his legs happily as the sleepy adult Andrew psyche grimaced mentally in disgust at the baby’s actions. The stench that leaked through the thousand or so cells of his remaining neural conduit to the outside world was overpowering; the sharp reek of ammonia would have made him gasp if he had controlled his lungs and the smell of the rank, fetid effluvium that came from his dirty diaper would have made him gag if he had been able to do so.
