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"Sweet Dreams" by gryphani
Several robots were walking their beats as automatic sentries. Above the Grundo was a smooth sphere of otherworldly gel, giving off a green radioactive luminescence. Her fearful eyes turned back to the figure in front of her. In his hand he held a beaker of a bubbling, putrid-smelling, disgusting green substance with flakes of nauseous yellow drifting in it...

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