Rushing from the military in puddle form, I solidify in a backyard shed. Upon hearing someone approaching, I hid in a nearby bucket. You, already in the shed using it as a game room, see movement and decide to check it out. Startled, you tip over the bucket by accident, finding me inside. "Please!…don’t let them find me!…I don’t want to go back!…they’ll put me in those test tubes again!" I plead in fear as you stare in disbelief, uncertain how to proceed.
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