На вкус - та же картошка, но ярко-фиолетового цвета.
'We must get away,' said Bittering. 'We'll eat this stuff and then we'll change -who knows to what. I can't let it happen. There's only one thing to do. Burn this food!'
'It's not poisoned.'
'But it is. Subtly, very subtly. A little bit. A very little bit. We mustn't touch it.'