Descent into The Inferno
April 5th 2010 Returning to the lab after a day of following FC, Erin and I found Mini and Gideon sitting on the wooden benches, their faces conveying utter exhaustion and exasperation. I took one look at their sagging shoulders, hunched backs and the large cut on Mini’s cheek, no doubt from a particularly terrible bamboo spike, and knew that bad news would follow. “Well, you guys have your work cut out f
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