You quietly slide the door to your lab shut, hoping no-one heard you come in. You pull out your thermos, and place it on a table before fetching The Formula. You steadily pour the bright green liqud into the thermos, chuckling softly all the while as you congratulate yourself on your brilliant plan.
Suddenly, you hear footsteps from out in the corridor. You practically jump out of your skin. Your leg flies out, and hits your chair, sending it flying across the room into a rack of test tubes. You wince as you hear the tubes crash to the ground, and shatter into thousands of pieces.
"What was that?". Shit! Now you're in trouble!
The footsteps you heard a moment ago start moving closer to you. Fighting down panic, you try to pour out the rest of the Formula before she can get here, but its taking too long, the footsteps are nearly at the door.
"Hey, what are you doing in there? You okay?"
Its Liz, one of your co-workers. Any other time, you'd be more than happy to see the bubbly blonde, but right now...
You silently curse yourself as the footsteps stop right outside the door. You're sent into a state of near-panic as you glance at the test tube, and see its still nearly half full, you'll never be able to empty it all into the thermos before Liz comes in!
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