after a decade or two, you decide to go visit your old lab, expecting everything to be powered off and rusted, but you hear cold footsteps ooooohhhhhh, masssstttteeerrr~ you duck behind a desk wwhhheeeerrrreeee aaaarrrreee yyyyoooouuuu~ she turns towards the desk i can hear you breathing~ you start to run i love it when they run~
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