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You suppress a gag at the sheer amount of black bile it is vomiting. There's so much of it on the ground at this point, calling it a 'puddle' would be an understatement. Most of the wall it is leaning against is caked in a thick, sticky frozen paste made of its BLACK BILE.
The stench is overwhelming, even from the other side of the room. The acrid, bitter combination of cigarette smoke, beer, and wet dirt hangs in the air.
"G-god...p-poor guy."
Anthony's doing his best to keep Lucy from throwing up herself. "It's okay, darlin'. We'll make this quick. Focus on, uh, the pretty flowers back out there." He pats the poor girl on the back in an attempt to comfort her.
He shoots you a look. "Vince, got a plan?"
"I do. We should probably harvest some samples from it while it's busy doing, uh, that." You point at the sheer amount of bile it's throwing up. "Might as well?"
"I'd be quick if I was ya. Beast's distracted for now, but I ain't sure for how long."
"Mmh hmm." You slot on the HARVESTING GLOVE that you got a while ago. You take your time as you sneak towards the anomaly. You rather not have it crush your head if you spook it. You were hit by this thing once, WITH armor on, and it <span class="mu-i">absolutely sucked.</span> God knows how badly you could be mangled if it hit you now.
LOST SINCE 199X makes a wet burp-gurgle as another wave of black bile pours out of its mouth. Its body violently shakes after the last bits of bile have hit the floor. It huffs and wheezes, barely able to catch its breath.
At least it'll be too distracted to notice what you're about to do. You reach your gloved hand towards the anomaly's mangy, black hair. You grab a fistful of its hair, and you easily cut it off with the help of your glove. 199X is too busy recovering from its vomit session to really pay any mind.
As for the bile? There's so much of it, you'll need a bucket and a second pair of hands to collect all of that. You wave Anthony over to help you out. Shockingly, he doesn't come along, because Lucy decides to join the harvesting operation as well.
Anthony places a bucket down to contain all of the stinking black bile you're about to harvest. The three of you kneel down to harvest what, to your knowledge, is the anomaly's blood. It leaks it instead of blood when shot, so—oh god, has this thing been vomiting blood? Christ.
Lucy holds the bucket while you and Anthony shovel or throw as much bile into the bucket as you can before the anomaly notices. The two of you make quick progress in getting the samples, but you always keep glancing towards 199X, JUST in case.
You're running against the clock here. Right as you fill the bucket halfway with bile (and completely contaminated snow), your ears pick up on a low, animalistic growl.
All three of you look towards the anomaly only a foot or two away from you. It is staring at you from the corner of its eye, watching the three of you. Waiting for one of you to make the first move.
