I... I don't, I don't think I can do this."" Do what?" It didn't answer." Do the tests?"" I can't work with you when you're like this!" it blurted. "To every one of my specimens, I am the last thing they see! Terror is what I am used to-- terror is what I like! I prefer my subjects to scream and beg, not ask to see results!"" I'll scream my questions, if that helps."" It won't," it said sadly. "I'll know you're only trying to make me feel better.

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