Readalots right now:
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“Endotoxins… yeah, endotoxins, yeah…” muttered Readalot, a far-off glint in his eye. “Sterile… gotta keep it all sterile, yeah… $3,000, yeah… lot of money, yeah… time is money, money is time… yeah, yeah…” He rocked slightly, murmuring to himself, fingers twitching as he repeated, “generic Asia hint of the day, yeah… Sempai… ghoul… must connect, yeah… members love me… members need me… don’t ban, don’t ban, don’t ban…”
An orderly burst into the room, his eyes widening. “Hey! How the hell did he get a phone in here?”
Alarms blared as Readalot sprang to his feet, clutching a bundle of makeshift vials and crumpled notes he had hidden in his clothing. He shoved the vials into his mouth, desperately trying to swallow the evidence before they reached him, his muttering now a frantic chant: “Don’t ban, don’t ban, don’t ban…”