Nobody likes to be quoted out of context. But what if you were trapped in context? What if you couldn’t escape from whatever you were doing when Burnout Fever struck? That’s what happened to Melanie Stroub, One moment, she was making fun of an Internet preacher, and the next she was lost in a hall of mirrors, staring down an endless series of deteriorating Angels, and the light at the end of her tunnel was nothing more than a guttering candle.