And then...we get really hungry. We eat clams dug from the sands of our island - unaware of the fact that they have had very slight exposure to red algae. We do not get sick - but experience what appears to be a shared delusional state. In this state - we can understand the language of the ancient humpbacks as they migrate thru a deep trough of a channel right next to the north point of the island. We hear them repeat - as though they're speaking directly to us: "It's all about p53 stupid! It's all about the p53!"

Your turn.