In low light, I think I recognize The Bug. It's like I remember him from a long time ago, but I can't quite place it. Then I wonder, is it just that he looks like me? Or Mister Aran? My brother, maybe? I look and look, and the more I study him, the more familiar he seems. I can't explain it, but it happened the first time I saw him, when they laid him, all crunched up and gooey and miserable, in my arms.