"Not to scare you guys or anything but," said our professor, "what I'm about to show you is real. It is a situation you must avoid at all costs.

You see, a certain someone found a stray, glowing "rock." Being the good person that he was, he took it, and into his pocket it went."

He motioned toward his laptop and pushed Enter. "And this is what happened."

A photo of someone's legs. On the left leg was a small blister.

"They were not aware that it was, in fact, a radiation burn. They kept observing."
Enter.

The same legs. The blister was bigger now.

"Days passed. The observation went on. . . ."
 Enter.

The blister was no longer a blister, but a scar which, to me, looked somewhat like the Earth's mantle.

"And on. . . ."

Every pushed Enter revealed a more hideous scar (an even bigger representation of the mantle).

"Until there was no more of the leg."

I could see the disgust on everyone's faces. I could hear the ugh's and the eww's and the enough's.

But I couldn't see your reaction. You were right across me--the only thing I could see was the back of your head. You didn't say anything.

"Huh?" I heard someone say.

Your seatmate. He was nudging you.

You kept quiet.

"And you're actually enjoying this? Cold."

Oddly enough, I smiled.
You were okay with it--the morbidity, the demonstration of flesh slowly approaching inexistence, everything.
So was I.

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