Siv files her most recent test results. She picks up the old snow globe, a souvenir from the Old World, left on the file cabinet in the lab, and gives it a shake.
"
Let it gooooo"
What an odd idea to pop into her head, she thinks. She looks around, but there's nobody else in the lab. Only
the tanks.
She watches the glitter settle to the bottom of the globe for a moment. She hears an odd humming behind her.
One of the tanks has developed a crack, with ice crystals pushing out from it.
Siv runs to pull the containment alert alarm, but slips and falls on ice that has formed on the floor.
Oh goody, Trick or Treat exchange is coming up; I may develop this into a treat for someone!