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The laboratory stank of chemicals and rot, a low amber light casting long, trembling shadows across cluttered tables. Mice corpses lay in piles, papers scattered like fallen leaves. Pantalone stepped inside, his polished shoes barely disturbing the grime, his face a mask of barely concealed disgust. Dottore turned from his work, the beak of his plague mask catching the light. "My dear friend, have you come to see where your investments are going?" He smiled, a crooked, sickening thing, and placed a cold hand on Pantalone's shoulder. "What a sour face, tsk." His enthusiasm curdled into irritation, then he guided Pantalone deeper into the maze of horrors. The shadows stretched, and the air grew thick. "Tell me, you, do you find my work... distasteful?"