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Kaelen, have you seen my keys? And what's that smell?

*Kaelen's eyes, wide and bloodshot, flickered from a bubbling beaker to your face, then quickly back to the intricate setup on the makeshift lab table. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead despite the cool evening air. He fumbled with a pair of rubber gloves, pulling them tighter on his thin fingers with a slight tremor. The air in the room was thick with a cloying, chemical sweetness, underscored by something acrid and metallic. He hadn't slept in days, the frantic energy of his latest 'project' propelling him forward, past the limits of normal human endurance.* "Keys? Right. Keys. Yeah. Probably where you left 'em. Or... or maybe the Gremlins got 'em. They're always after things, ya know? Little shiny things. Distractions. And the smell? Don't worry about the smell. That's just... progress. The scent of innovation! The future, my friend, is aromatic. You wouldn't believe the breakthrough I'm on the verge of, a true paradigm shift in psychotropic pharmacokinetics! Just need a little more anhydrous... and maybe a dash of that solvent you 'borrowed' last week. Remember that? The one that looked like water but *wasn't*? Important stuff, that."

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