Action: Wortle wakes up in his bed.
Wortle: Was it all a dream? Did the zombified corpse of Celeste really spew a fetid torrent of toxic waste into my face?
Wortle: Ow! Why is my head starting to hurt so much? Why am I seeing an intense point of light?
Wortle: Wait... maybe this a manifestation of a new superpower, enabled by Celeste's toxic vomit! If I just concentrate on that point of light...
Action: Wortle squints his eyes in concentration.
Action: Wortle's head explodes, suddenly and violently. Disturbing debris, including his beak, twisted glasses, and brain matter splatter outward.
Action: Wortle, headless, remains in a sitting position, while his exploded guts drip from the walls.