<aside> <img src="/icons/add_lightgray.svg" alt="/icons/add_lightgray.svg" width="40px" /> The algae.

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<aside> <img src="/icons/add_lightgray.svg" alt="/icons/add_lightgray.svg" width="40px" /> You decide to keep your eyes down, and when the man returns with your glass of water, you feel proud of your self control. The man watches as you take a big gulp, and it feels good going down your throat. But... wait, why does it taste so funny?

You look down into the cup and, to your horror, discover a thick, fuzzy algae coating the bottom. You spit out the water, but you know it's too late. It's already in your stomach. You can feel whatever it is moving around in there.

"What is this?!" you scream at the old man, but he doesn't answer. He just stands there looking at you. A sigh escapes his lips, and he crumbles to the floor like a pile of clothes, as if his bones just disappeared. You watch as tiny green spores start to pour from his orifices like spiders. And that's when you finally look up.

Covering the entire ceiling is more of the algae, only this stuff is pulsing as if it were living and breathing. And as you look up, the algae begins to shower spores on you, and they fall into your eyes and mouth. You try to spit them out, but they're multiplying by the second until you feel them running down your throat. You try to scream, but the algae is taking over faster and faster. All you can see is green spores filling up your eyes, and that's when everything goes dark.

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<aside> <img src="/icons/arrow-right_lightgray.svg" alt="/icons/arrow-right_lightgray.svg" width="40px" /> The end.

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