The Cyborg Torturer Cluster breaks apart and the Cyborg Torturers crowd around the Giant Yule Log to attend to the wistful relation.
They are happy to be participating in Boss-guided street theater and wonder whom they might be torturing in doing so! They dutifully imagine a quiet and serene time, during the big bang, when life is simple, and everyone is dense matter rapidly rushing apart ... You really knew what to do then! Simple, physical laws! Cyborg Torturer [raising hand and calling out to Giant Yule Log]: "Did earlier matter know they were going to form galaxies and solar systems?"
