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When I came to, I was in a lab. I know, plot of every lab-based horror movie or horror story ever, but I'm serious. It was an ultra-modern lab, and in a tank was a hyper-realistic Sam the Septic Eye. Or, well, it looked like that through the green tank and green goo. (I'm a total JackSepticEye nerd.) I, myself, was strapped to a table, with some IV in my arm, because apparently they had time to do that.
I attempted to sit up, to no avail. "What
A figure emerged from the shadows. "No. You are a lab rat for an experimental potion-like substance that we found randomly sitting beside some old game cartridge in a dumpster. We believe it has the blood of gods in it, or it could just be trash goo."
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"Shut up and drink your milk." The figure jammed a carton of milk into my hands. I raised my eyebrows. "Um, I can't exactly drink anything like this."
"Oh, for god's
I picked up the idiot in a black lab coat. He stared at me with frightened eyes, and I looked at him with fury in my eyes. "TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON HERE."
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I opened the door, and promptly ran out the exit.
Flash forward another two days. The thing from door 666 had followed me, and turned out to
On the other hand, I practically had spider-sense now. So that was a thing.
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