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The lab was damp and dirty, and the only light came from the single weak lightbulb that hung limply from the ceiling. There was a storm raging outside, so the large windows served for nothing save making the room colder.
She carried her beaker from the sink over to the grime-encrusted worktop, moving slowly and carefully so as not to spill the water which was almost overflowing. There were no larger beakers, and and the experiment, which required 500mls of water, had to be accurate. The teacher appeared through the door; a tall stick-figure of a woman with unruly black hair. Her labcoat, once white but now yellowed with age, billowed behind her as she strode rapidly over to her. 'That's excellent' she said with a toothy smile, 'now boil it and be careful with the beaker'. She set up the bunsen burner and placed the beaker on it. An especially strong gust of wind rattled the glass, and seeped in through the cracks, chilling the classroom, and causing the hanging lightbulb to swing vigorously. She shivered, and leaving her water to boil, she went off to gather the rest of her ingredients from the supply closet. When she got back, juggling a number of test tubes, petri dishes and a thermometer, the water had already started to bubble. She stuck the theremometer into the beaker, and as she did so she noticed that it was slightly off color. As she bent over to take a closer look, the water bubbled more violently and suddenly the beaker exploded spraying boiling water into her face and eyes. She staggered back screaming, her hands covering her face, as the whole class and the teacher rushed over to her. When, sobbing, she removed her hands, everyone gasped in shock, some took a few steps back. Her face had completely erupted in angry boils and blisters, and the skin seemed to be melting in some places; her eyes were tight shut. The teacher came up close to the shattered beacker, which was sizzling on the worktop and the floor. 'acid'...she said quietly...
that's what happened at our biology class yesterday (with some alterations) during an experiment on enzymes.
She carried her beaker from the sink over to the grime-encrusted worktop, moving slowly and carefully so as not to spill the water which was almost overflowing. There were no larger beakers, and and the experiment, which required 500mls of water, had to be accurate. The teacher appeared through the door; a tall stick-figure of a woman with unruly black hair. Her labcoat, once white but now yellowed with age, billowed behind her as she strode rapidly over to her. 'That's excellent' she said with a toothy smile, 'now boil it and be careful with the beaker'. She set up the bunsen burner and placed the beaker on it. An especially strong gust of wind rattled the glass, and seeped in through the cracks, chilling the classroom, and causing the hanging lightbulb to swing vigorously. She shivered, and leaving her water to boil, she went off to gather the rest of her ingredients from the supply closet. When she got back, juggling a number of test tubes, petri dishes and a thermometer, the water had already started to bubble. She stuck the theremometer into the beaker, and as she did so she noticed that it was slightly off color. As she bent over to take a closer look, the water bubbled more violently and suddenly the beaker exploded spraying boiling water into her face and eyes. She staggered back screaming, her hands covering her face, as the whole class and the teacher rushed over to her. When, sobbing, she removed her hands, everyone gasped in shock, some took a few steps back. Her face had completely erupted in angry boils and blisters, and the skin seemed to be melting in some places; her eyes were tight shut. The teacher came up close to the shattered beacker, which was sizzling on the worktop and the floor. 'acid'...she said quietly...
that's what happened at our biology class yesterday (with some alterations) during an experiment on enzymes.