He takes the CD player you had lying around, and he pops an ORCHESTRAL CD into it. An odd reaction takes place as the music plays. One of the old WIRE FLOWERS twitches before spitting out a thick wad of yellow pollen(?).
The pollen hits the soil, and, almost immediately, tiny little flower buds appear in the dirt. Interesting! So all you need is some batteries and some old classical music to grow these.
<span class="mu-b">This is going to eat right through your batteries</span>, so you'll have a way to get more of them but!
At least you have a steady stream of WIRE FLOWERS now!
>Every day, you'll passively grow 1 WIRE FLOWER. You may grow more WIRE FLOWERS by consuming sources of electricity to 'fuel' your WIRE FLOWER garden."Welp, that's done with. Think it's time we address the ol' elephant in the room." Anthony gets off the floor. "Ya know what I mean, right?"
"Yeah. Sadly. Lucy, you know where the armor is, right?" "Mmh h-hmm." "Yeah. Have Anthony help you into it. Anthony, there should be some winter clothes, put those on."
Normally, you try to only bring in one coworker at a time but you need as much help as you can with 199X. You wait by the door while Lucy gets armored up. You draw your gun, ready to use it at a moment's notice. Hm, Lucy doesn't have a weapon, does she? She might need this more than you do.
Lucy and Anthony rejoin you by the airlock. Anthony's decked out in a full set of winter clothes, while Lucy is wearing the MAKESHIFT ARMOR.
Lucy is clearly not too happy to be wearing the thick suit of armor, but it's better than her dying. You casually toss her the gun. She doesn't quite know how to hold it. "U-uhm...?"
You pull out your MAKESHIFT WEAPON. "We need to be armed. Just in case."
"O-Okay b-but, we can uhm, t-talk to it. T-to calm it down, r-right?" "I hope."
"Ay. Put this on." Anthony tosses you one of the parkas you bought.
You quickly throw it out before swiping your keycard. The airlock opens up and <span class="mu-i">oh.</span> That's a LOT of snow pouring out of the cell. By the time the snow stops pouring out, there's a foot tall pile of snow on the ground right in front of you.
<span class="mu-b">This HAS to be conjured by the anomaly.</span> It might not be as valuable to FEASTS as the other samples but you should harvest this later.
You take a deep breath to ground yourself. "Alright. C'mon." You lead the way, with your two coworkers trailing right behind you.
https://youtu.be/Jq8aLjvSmaY - 199X
You can't see more than a foot in front of you. Pure, perfect white snow swirls through the air. A perfect winter wonderland inside of this tiny cube of a room. Your group huddles together, both for safety and to keep what little warmth you can.
You can hear the anomaly hacking and wheezing somewhere in the storm. A low, distorted gag exits its throat before something thick and wet splatters onto the floor. The storm partially clears once it's finished vomiting.
