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	Denis was depressed. Not emotionally, but he was literally covered with shards of safety glass and splintered wood in the Chemistry lab. Directly next to him was the remains of a shelf. He wasn’t harmed grievously, but it was clear that he was very disillusioned with what had happened. 

	[s][i]*Record Scratch*[/i], [i]*Freeze Frame*[/i][/s]

	There’s no great story behind this. Denis was clumsy enough to tilt a shelf towards him while exploring the chemistry lab. It’s almost as if some omnipotent creature from a higher stack had contrived this situation as a generic starter for an uninteresting filler post. Or perhaps it was supposed to symbolize the weight of Denis’s past failures bearing down on him, and this was a situation that would segway into a philosophical development in Denis’s character. Perhaps the shelf was an allegory for the rest of the infinites, who thought of Denis as a deviant. There was only one thing for certain…

	[color=purple][b]”Haaaaaaaaaah!”[/b][/color] Denis shifted his hands so that each hand was wrapped around an opposite edge of the shelf. Letting out a warcry, Denis began his uphill battle in situating the shelf. Through his adidas tracksuit, one could see his calf’s contract and thicken as they flexed against the shelf bearing down on them. Denis arms were shaking uncontrollably, but the twitches in the tricep area were evidence of the force they were exerting on the shelf. From Denis’s mouth was painful grinding noise, as he clenched his teeth so hard it drew tears from his eyes. A lone bead of sweat began to drip down his forehead, but for all the effort he was putting in the shelf was beginning to win this battle. Denis could hear a creaking from the floorboards beneath his feet. He was unsure how that was possible, as the shelf resided on those very floorboards from the beginning which would suggest they were capable of supporting its weight, but Denis imagined that if he didn’t do anything soon he might cause an expensive vandalism to the floor.

	[i][color=purple]Hey… Wait a second! I’m the Infinite Spy! I could totally like, dodge this shelf before it falls.[/color][/i] He thought with sophomoric inconsideration of his situation. With a final heave, Denis hoisted the shelf up a few inches and attempted darting away.

	And here he was. Denis pulled himself up from the rubble in the chemistry lab. He’d have to tidy things up.

	As he began to clean this room, he laid his eyes on a book that was left on the ground. It must’ve been knocked over by the shelf when it fell. The book’s cover was somewhat destroyed, but he could see a symbol denoting it was a second volume, and the remains was titled “[i]The chemistry of powders[/i]”. Denis looked at this book, and started to flip through it. It went over a lot of concepts he didn’t really understand. He took note of the page that was last bookmarked, page 214, and grabbed the book. He’d have to bring it back down to the study, where it would have to have originated.

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	Thomas was one of the last people to arrive at the study. When he found himself in front of the crowd, he cocked an eyebrow at the fact that there was a crowd. As far as he knew, besides him there was only Jezebel and Lucy that’d spend their mornings in the study. This crowd was actually a positive development though. However, what was most shocking to Thomas was the unexpected cooperation from the vault. He wondered if Alice had something useful in the vault he could coax her into giving him, but quickly pushed that thought to the back of his mind. There was nothing he needed that he couldn’t [i]make[/i] right now.

	Thomas took a seat, the one directly next to Lucy who was one of the first arrivals, and appraised the group in front of him. Although he was pleasantly surprised by these newbies, some of them he was a little hesitant to speak to at any serious length. If Thomas had to guess, it seemed like some people had arrived just to be a part of what was going on here, not because they actually opposed the infinites self destructive behavior.

	Thomas would just have to work with it. At first, he had wanted to begin this discussion with [url=https://i.imgur.com/1zQUPBK.png][color=white]setup[/color][/url] for the next Night of Carnage. He would have to exchange that topic for another, but the crowd in the study gave rise to a new idea for Thomas.

	Thomas leaned back in his chair. [color=ADD278]”As opposed to introductions, I’d like to begin by asking a question to all of you. When Marianne Roche, the Infinite Herbalist, was killed by Shaun Ellen, the Infinite Web Designer, what happened to her e-handbook?”[/color]