Episode 10.2

When Alan was invited, by the Brotherhood of Sleep, to a party in the chilly crypt of the old church, he’d expected some chill-out ambient trance music. Instead, he is assailed by the vicious grooves thrown down by the resident DJ: Satan, apparently, in the form of a swirling, leaky and rather unpleasant vat of sentient ooze. 

Having sometimes left jars of food too long in his own fridge, none of this surprises him.