You're attempts startle the thing. It starts to speak. "Aargh! Who's that? Don't touch me! I'm fragile." You stand still in a moment of panic and catch sight of what it is. It's a man made out of paper. What the hell? "I'm paperman. And I'd appreciate it if you didn't wrestle me like that!" You both get up off the dirty water covered floor, and you watch tentativley as he brushes himself off. I don't even know what that word means, but it sounds good right? "I got flushed down here a million years ago! Or so it feels like that long. Besides, what are you doing down here?" Oops! "Yes I knew that..."