I am running low on test subjects in my laboratory in the Birch Street Nursing Home. Rather than risk harming the last couple, or bothering Grandmother about getting more, I asked Mr. Matthews if he'd be willing to let me rub my new potion on his arm. He willingly came down to the basement with me, but soon ran back upstairs screaming and holding his arm before I could even put out the flames. It looks like I have a little more work to do.
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