Eliot hadn't honestly thought the rickshaw drivers would get any creepier. He should have known better.

"Alright," he said. "Okay, so either someone really did put most of the island on valium or. . . ." He didn't have an 'or' yet. He looked back up at the tower again. ". . . Pod people?"

Okay, maybe he did have an 'or'.

"Why would it go after my dog and the rickshaw drivers, but not you and me?" Hell, Val slept basically on top of Eliot, when there was room in the bed. How would it have gotten to her but by-passed the rest of them?