“There’s no need to put me out of commission.” Regis said. How fascinating. He was eerily calm for someone who just got interrogated and got me implying about a potential misfortune should he have fabricated anything to me.
This was somewhat alleviating knowing that Regis was actually innocent in this particular case, not that I thought he was a saint or anything (saying nothing about his political career notwithstanding).
Then, I heard an explosion near the lab. What was going on?
The cacophony came closer and the door exploded.
No. It couldn’t be.
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