"Mr. Ross-" I call, but I'm too late. He's already out the door.
Should I chase after him?
No, there's about a minute and a half left, I don't have the time.
Should I just sit here, not touch anything, and let my healing serum be ruined?
No. I won't ever do that.
So there's only one thing left to do: stray from my science teacher's instructions and take the serum off the Benson when it's ready.
So, 30 seconds later, I pull on my heat gloves (almost like oven mitts for science) and carefully take the pot off the Benson. I place it on a plastic sheet and turn off the flame.
Perfect. As planned. And it didn't even...
BOOM.
Explode.
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