Worry not! We are fixing it The Olaseez were known to be brilliant creatures. Their intellect was unimaginable. To give you a reference point, the dumbest of Olaseez would still be seven steps ahead of a Mensa group member. Amongst one such clique of Olaseez, belonged Steven. Steven had had a rough day. To top it off, he entered his shiny, clean lab to see a gross lump at its corner. The lump sat surrounding his favourite golden lamp. The specialty of which was how it was a spherical body suspended mid-air without visible support. Oh, how he had spent days working on its design. And now a disgusting structure was forming on it. He covered his nose and leaned in closer to have a better look. Tiny granules made themselves visible. They seemed green, but there was no saying without a microscope. As he fetched one from the common area, his fellow mates joined in out of curiosity. Their reactions were identical. Scrunched up noses, taking a step...
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