Bed Bug Eradication

In just one part, full, HQ. ------------- "Excuse me? Doctor? Do you have a moment?" "A moment? What's the question?" "More of a situation, a gentleman in exam 3." "What's the problem?" "That is the problem, we're not sure." "You got the chart?" "Right here." "Not much here is there." "No doctor, no obvious physical trauma. Vitals are stable." "Name?" "No sir." "Did someone drop him off? Maybe we could speak to them. Let's get some background on this fella." "No ID. Nothing. And he won't speak to anybody." "Well, let's say hello. Good Morning, I'm Dr. Lawson. How are you today? How are you today?! Look son, you're in a safe place. We wanna help in whatever way we can. But you need to talk to us. We can't help you otherwise. What's happened? Tell me everything." "Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will." "10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes, In my 'need to know' pose, just outside of Area 51 Contemplating the whole 'chosen people' thingy When a flaming stealth banana split the sky Like one would hope but never really expect To see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime And stopping right at my Birkenstocks, And me yelping... Holy fucking shit! Then the X-Files being, Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan With Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of Vanilla Chig Champa Did a slow-mo Matrix descent Outta the butt end of the banana vessel And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw, And my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard ...