You were starting to come to your senses after that weird story with the pills, but Soap... He was clearly still far from sane. He was sitting on the floor, staring into space, and talking nonsense.

"Did you see that?" he suddenly asked, his eyes wide and pointing somewhere to the side. "A huge marshmallow just ran past! A pink one, with a tail!"

"Soap, calm down," you sighed, rubbing your temples. "There's no marshmallow. It's the pills that are still holding you back."

"Yeah," he turned to you sharply. "And you didn't see the green beaver either? He was here! He waved his paw at me and ran behind the closet!"

You covered your face with your hand, trying not to laugh.

"Yeah," you muttered. "I told you that you'd had enough, but no, you know better.