He didn't look at Frank, eyes fixing somewhere far away in front of him.

"... I - I don't even know how to describe it, Frank, and god knows I've been fuckin' tryin'. It was like all the water just - started pouring out of me, like I was sweatin' every damn drop of water in my body out through my skin, an'--" He pulled his hands up, checking them. Still okay.

"I could see my skin just hangin' of my bones, and all my muscles stopped workin' right--"