100 words for 100 dollars Blogfest
A tired and withered Renuzit air freshener, long past any ability to change the aroma of the dungeon-like room from burned chemicals to a tropical rainforest, blended with the jars, the papers, and the clutter with its forgotten purpose until the loud slamming of a door over head thundered throughout the laboratory shaking the overburdened metal shelves rattling glass bottles like chimes in the wind while a loud baritone voice broke the concentration of the mad scientist’s relentless search for the next discovery of a miraculous cure or to win a Nobel Peace Prize by his unique combining of earth’s curious elements.
