Doctor places objects on patient’s body while he’s blindfolded. Patient is asked to discern the object and describe it’s properties.

:: CLOCK
I feel it ticking, Doctor, like a pulse. Racing! Too fast to be a man’s—a woman! A greasy woman you picked off the street. Doctor, disgusting, I could get an erection. She feels like a fish, twitching for air.

:: HANDS. ONCE WITH GLOVES. ONCE, WITHOUT.
It’s an apple, Doctor. I can tell by its ripeness. The kind I plucked from the orchard as a boy. I don’t know why it’s moving. Apples never moved. But that’s done, Doctor. Done. Those baskets of apples. They make me old. Rounder and dead.

:: SHEET OF PAPER
It's a sheet of paper. But the paper's magnetic. It's clinging to me, as if it wants me to read it. Doctor, remove it--the words are like static. They snap at my skin. Lift up the hairs.

:: PIECE OF GLASS
I’m cold, Doctor. So cold.