Drinking songs time, 1000 SWs on the bar, a 1000 SWs on the bar, take her down pass her around another 999 SWs on the bar, Drink up me hearties Yō ho. A cowboy hat instead of a pirate hat but you get the same results.
Reminds me of the story of the tell-tale heart by Edgar Allan Poe, that cold darkness of the mouse hole, of hiding in there, and the impending doom feeling.