Mercury. Are you ill?

Thank you. ::drinks it::

Is it syphillis?

Ja, I'm dying. "One night with Venus, a lifetime with Mercury." Isn't that the phrase?

What stage is it? Secondary?

We both know the precise schedule. It starts to eat away my bones. Orbital. Cheek. Teeth. Jaw. Skull, exposing my brain. Tumors, madness, excruciating pain. One fine morning I will start to scream. And I will never stop.