fred sits on the edge of his bed, listening as sound of the prisoners builds. he's shaking.
fred sits on his bed, listening fearfully. the camera stays on fred as we hear:
fred sits frozen at the edge on his bed.
fred awakens on his cot. he turns and sits up in the darkness. a stream of light through the slot window illumines fred's head, the forehead of which is swollen and discolored. he staggers up and shuffles over to the call button, which he leans on. a few moments later, a guard appears on the other side of the mesh.
fred is still curled on the floor, but spasms begin to rock his body. he goes into convulsions, blood gushes from his nostrils. his head is badly swollen. fred vomits repeatedly, and drags around in his mess. fred turns, straining upwards as we've seen him do before. his face and head are hideously deformed.
fred's blank face begins to contort and take on the appearance, feature by feature, of pete dayton.