The Dilaudid binge (p. 936)
They watched the pool of urine spread out against the hardwood floor, changing shape, growing curved arms, exploring the fine oak floor. […] The entertainment cartridge's myriad small flames were reflected in the spreading puddle, so that soon Gately could watch without taking his chin off his chest.
Context
The loop-film reflected in their own spreading piss, so Gately can keep watching without lifting his head. Fire and waste fused into a single viewing surface, the spectator folded bodily into the circuit.