A half hour later, there was a horrific thud. Willie had fallen out of the bunk, hitting his head on the way down. Groggy from booze and blunt trauma, he heaved violently in the sink, where his girlfriend had lit candles to freshen the room form Willie's rankness. Whilst heaving, he lit his greasy hair on fire, and ran screaming into the party room, where the horrified guests doused his head with cups of punch.