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[[Fooker and Agent #12 are back to back, untying each other's bonds.]]
Fooker: Nefarious activated something with his butt...
Agent #12: I don't want to stick around to find ou--OW!

Fooker: What happened?
Agent #12: The sea urchin... I-I think I stepped on it...

[[Agent #12's face is dripping with sweat.]]
Agent #12: My foot... Feels like its on fire...
Fooker: With luck, the doc kept some antidote around...

[[An empty lab with just the urchin and a glove on the floor. Agent #12's voice is slightly wavery.]]
Agent #12: No time... He's gone!