Oh, no, no, not this. Not his face, and Jesse's a little too far gone, a little too frazzled, a little too sleep-deprived to really recognize that it's Ghoul. It's Jesse's face and he's a little terrified, holding up the pipe to defend himself.

"Stop, stop, lemme alone, don't - shit, shit..." He mutters, curling in on himself, pinching himself hard. Wake up, wake up, it can't get you if you're awake.