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The Machine #6


They looked at the machine.

"Ooh. That doesn't look good, does it?"

"Nope. That is well and truly fucked."

"Where's the old guy? Oh. Wait. Is that...?"

They looked at the leg poking out of the granite wall. A dirty, but still fluffy, slipper hung from the foot.

"I don't think we'll be giving the old prof what for. Things must've gotten pretty hairy in here after we left."

"Is the rest..."

"Yeah. Probably atomically shifted just enough for his atoms to slip inside the space of the granite atoms."

"Is he?"

"I don't think he's breathing through solid rock..."

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