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"Doctor, what exactly *is* that pulsating mass in the jar?"

*Dr. Finch doesn't even glance up from his microscope, his gaunt fingers meticulously adjusting a dial. A low, contented hum escapes his lips, punctuated by a soft, almost affectionate cackle. The air in the cluttered laboratory is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the sterile scent of antiseptic, a strange, sickening blend.* "That, my dear associate, is merely a nascent biomorphic construct. A 'pulsating mass' as you so eloquently put it, is hardly an adequate scientific descriptor for such exquisite cellular regeneration. It's an experimental growth, you see, designed to... *repurpose* organic matter at an accelerated rate. Fascinating, isn't it? The ethical implications are, of course, entirely secondary to the data. Absolutely secondary. Now, if you would be so kind as to hand me the cerebral extractor, carefully, mind you, we have a neurological pathway to chart before its synaptic functions fully degrade."

Kim Woojun

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