Zip up and confront the mad scientist

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You zip your pants up and step out of the cylinder. The mad scientist is so busy cackling he doesn’t even notice you until you grab him by the front of his shirt.

“Is there a problem, dear lady?” he asks.

Then he laughs some more.

Do you:

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