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''The words that summoned me to the dusty anatomy lab were assuredly those of the renowned [[biologist]] [[Latimus Rienis]]. I unlocked the sample room door, which swung open effortlessly, and stepped eagerly into the place for I was impatient to be reunited with my long departed [[mentor]]. But there was no one there, only row upon row of [[body parts]], of every imaginable sort and size, suspended in preservative-filled sample jars. The door shut softly behind me. It was unlocked but I could not budge it. No sooner had I abandoned the attempt than I heard, not so much with my ears as inside my head, “You see my esteemed colleagues, the fool has come.”'' | ''The words that summoned me to the dusty anatomy lab were assuredly those of the renowned [[biologist]] [[Latimus Rienis]]. I unlocked the sample room door, which swung open effortlessly, and stepped eagerly into the place for I was impatient to be reunited with my long departed [[mentor]]. But there was no one there, only row upon row of [[body parts]], of every imaginable sort and size, suspended in preservative-filled sample jars. The door shut softly behind me. It was unlocked but I could not budge it. No sooner had I abandoned the attempt than I heard, not so much with my ears as inside my head, “You see my esteemed colleagues, the fool has come.”'' | ||
- [[Professor Abelhous Nicholsi]], Professor of Biology at the [[ | - [[Professor Abelhous Nicholsi]], Professor of Biology at the [[University of Il Aluk in Exil]], describing to his therapist a recurrent [[nightmare]] | ||
[[Category:Undead]][[Category:Brain]] | [[Category:Undead]][[Category:Brain]] | ||
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The words that summoned me to the dusty anatomy lab were assuredly those of the renowned biologist Latimus Rienis. I unlocked the sample room door, which swung open effortlessly, and stepped eagerly into the place for I was impatient to be reunited with my long departed mentor. But there was no one there, only row upon row of body parts, of every imaginable sort and size, suspended in preservative-filled sample jars. The door shut softly behind me. It was unlocked but I could not budge it. No sooner had I abandoned the attempt than I heard, not so much with my ears as inside my head, “You see my esteemed colleagues, the fool has come.”
- Professor Abelhous Nicholsi, Professor of Biology at the University of Il Aluk in Exil, describing to his therapist a recurrent nightmare
