You decide that you might want to be a Junior scientist after-all

Ok, so it isn't at all like you expected it would be, but the one thing you've always known to be true is that you must expect the unexpected.

So, you open the Junior Scientist's door.

It's dark in there, and the smell is... what is that smell? Kind of like a mix of the smoke on fourth of July and... ?? and... blacktop asphalt on a hot day. There is a distant echo sound, a drip, drip, drip. You enter the room and walk very slowly since you can't see the floor, or walls, or... anything for that matter. You look down at your feet, and you know they're there, but you can't see them. You slide, slide, slide your feet along stopping after each slide hoping your eyes will adjust, but they don't. Hoping you'll touch something that will give you a clue, but you don't.

You decide to move towards that sound, the drip, drip, drip that is coming from way of there.

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