Had a strange dream last night, perhaps inspired by Svengoolie showing the Claude Rains version of _The Invisible Man_ last week.

An invisible man is wreaking havoc. My character Tiger (who has heightened senses, strength and dexterity) drapes a sheet over him, unfolds a stapler and begins tacking the sheet to the hapless transparent person. Mr. Invisible winds up in a hospital, handcuffed to the bed by both wrists. He is slathered in antibiotic ointment due to many small infections, and slathered in hydrocortisone ointment due to inflammation and irritation. He can't get any sympathy. "Be grateful the stapler was half empty."