Imagine being a butterfly, during a hurricane. Being blown and tossed by the wind. Through thorn and thicket, brush and briar. Across vast expanses of land and air. When you finally come to rest on a fallen tree and ease your tattered wings......A GIANT MECHANICAL EYE LOOMS ABOVE YOU BUZZING, BEEPING AND CLICKING! I'm sure you'd do as this one and fly off on the western wind to find a place to rest in peace. Rest in peace butterfly.