It's some kind of potion. For the love of all that is good, do not let her make you drink that.

Wandering through the dusty old warehouse, Kenny and Melissa pass by rusted old pipes and moving equipment, their parts stripped and used presumably by Melissa herself, left as nothing but old husks. They moved deeper and deeper into what became far more laboratory than warehouse, with Melissa's firm grip on Kenny only getting tighter as they moved in. She kept looking back and grinning, overly excited to have a not only have a new assistant, but a completely new and unknown person in her beautiful lab. Kenny, for his part, was desperately searching for a door or window to leap from when the chance presented itself.

"Personally I've always been more of a robotics girl myself." Melissa explained as they reached the end of the lab. "Weapons, systems, androids, sex toys, appliances, that sort of thing. It's always been so exciting for me, crafting and using something with my own two hands." "I feel like one of those things wasn't like the others." Kenny muttered. "But my teacher taught me something valuable. You can't limit yourself to only one field and expect to be a master. You need to at least have some knowledge of your surrounding studies or you're just a buffoon who's good at one thing only. Like, imagine someone who can beat the most advanced AI at chess, but can't tell you who wrote Huckleberry Finn, it would just be bizarre?" "Yeah, I'm a big fan of Tolkien as well." Melissa did not respond to that.

"With that in mind, I've been branching out into a new field. Chemistry." She waved her arm across a cluttered table of vials, instruments, liquids and books. "But I only started after my cowardly assistants all fled, so I've had no one to help test my new creations." A cold chill came over Kenny as the realisation of what she would want him to do. "If you think for one moment I'm going to drink or eat or touch whatever concoction you've come up with..." Melissa laughed. "Oh gosh, no, I'm not going to make you do that! I just want you to test that thing behind you." Kenny would forever wonder why he actually fell for this. He turned around to see what she meant, and was unable to stop a vial of goo being plunged into his mouth from behind. "I'm probably going to go to jail for this, but science takes sacrifices! Sometimes literally, I am not above demon worship." Every drop went down the hatch, and Kenny pushed away, spluttering and gasping.

"Y-you're crazy!" He coughed. He shoved past Melissa and ran off as fast as he could. "Hey, hey!" Melissa cried out after him. "Hold on, I don't know what that's going to do to you! Wait and let me see! Also cure you if it messes you up, I guess!" Her voice didn't reach the fleeing Kenny, who shot out of the warehouse and ran into the night.

Kenny staggered into the park, shaking and groaning. He clutched his head, a sharp pain building in his mind. He gritted his teeth and took off his glasses, the sharp pangs getting stronger and stronger. He hobbled behind the public restrooms. A sharp scream was heard crying out into the night...