Extract from Dr Jerome "Geronimo" Horne private diary:
"This must be overpressure or perhaps a feeling of guilt since I'm partially responsible of the alien moths invasion, but I'm suffering a recurrent nightmare. Each night, I dream of a fairly tall orange hairy fox, frolicking in a sunflower field. As soon as he catches sight of me, he starts chasing me through the flowers, calling me "Alex" and accusing me of having "killed his Van Gogh". I wake up in a sweat, exhausted and with a boner. I can't stand this anymore."