A Drop Of Emerald
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A scientist makes a fatal mistake and grows as she becomes enraged.
Dr. Elizabeth Russell’s lab coat weighed heavily on her shoulders but not nearly as heavily as the foreboding silence within the chamber.
When she showed new interns around the part of the lab she was in now, they always, without fail, asked if the lab used to be a bank. The chamber was sealed with what looked like a vault door but she assured them that it had never been a bank. No, it was custom created and far beyond a financial institution’s specifications.
She stood in dim lighting in the inner ring, facing the chamber at the center of the lab.…
