uhhh.... i think \'splat\' is as good a word as any...

Jack had just been sucked in by the worm, but by a strange twist of
fate, the exit to the wormhole was slightly bigger than the entrance,
probably so that any food that the worm might find, would be enlarged
to keep him going for longer...
Jack was thrown out into the worms stomach, he was the same size as
the rest of the crew, as was his sword...
As he fell toward the pool of incredibly powerful worm stomach acid,
he drew the sword and jabbed it into the worm, he was just hanging
there, blood pouring over him from the (relative size) 2 foot gap.
the thought 'ok... why did i do this?' flowed through his mind.
'this was the most stupid thing i've ever done, well, i might as well
be drunk when i die...'
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his mini quickie, and drank.
He stopped, looked at the bottle, and smiled. The LCD display on the
side of the bottle said 'alcohol content 98%'
'that should do it...'
He poured the bottle into the gash in the worms throat, the alcohol
flew down the veins and arteries, until it reached the liver.....
At 98%, i think you might be able to guess what the liver did... or
rather, what it didn't do.
If that liver was a nuclear power plant, it would have wiped dean
out, along with the BD. luckily it wasn't, so it just made a
feeble 'pffft' sound. Jack began to cut through the worm, toward the
relative safety of deans liver.... (though why it is relatively safe,
we will never know)
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