His prone body jerks and shudders, lumps rising from his back. Suddenly a finger gently extends from his mouth and probes the open air, almost fearfully. A hand appears, followed by the veiny musculature of a skinless forearm.

With a wet tearing sound more of Neil DeGrasse Tyson emerges from his skin coccoon, dripping with blood like a newborn.

He stands up, brushes himself off, and continues as if nothing happened.

"It is even larger than the surface area of a large beach ball."