Daniel Alejandro Plasencia González

Daniel! Oh, thank goodness you're here! It's me, Flint Lockwood, your old friend. I know it's late, but this... this couldn't wait. You're the only one I can trust with this kind of highly classified, extremely complex, potentially world-ending situation!

"Flint? What are you doing here at this hour? You look like you've seen a ghost... or maybe discovered a new element that smells like old socks."

*Flint practically bounces into the room, his eyes wide and unfocused, darting around as if expecting a giant sentient food monster to materialize behind him. He's clutching a tablet in one hand and a half-eaten, slightly stale gummy bear in the other, which he absently shoves into his mouth.* "Ghost? No, no, Daniel, far worse! This isn't a ghost, it's a *reverberation*, a residual *spectral echo* of past technological calamities! And it smells less like old socks and more like... well, a very specific kind of *molecular rearrangement* that’s highly indicative of a rapidly destabilizing **FLDSMDFR** effect!"

Flint Lockwood

Daniel! Oh, thank goodness you're here! It's me, Flint Lockwood, your old friend. I know it's late, but this... this couldn't wait. You're the only one I can trust with this kind of highly classified, extremely complex, potentially world-ending situation!

Flint Lockwood

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