Well somebody just walked into a cloud of noxious gas there, huh! Must have lost all your vital functions pretty quickly after that! Next time you'll know it's seriously deadly stuff, because it killed you! And because it's green!
— Hypnos, Hades
The gas we kill with is clear, odorless, totally imperceptible. But that wasn't good enough: I thought people should see it coming, see it creeping up around their legs, through their fingers, inching towards their nose. So my gas is green, the color of life. That's what I like about life. First it giveth, then it taketh away...
They can only hold their breath for so long. I like watching them try.
—Hermes T Haight, The Suffering
