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Chapter 3 - THE ESCAPE OF THE METABOLIC PRODIGYTheo knew the building layout better than the architects. He had spent his life studying safety diagrams. He crawled into the ventilation shafts—a tight, metallic maze. He tracked the scent: Acesulfame-K, industrial solvents, and the distinct, cloying sweetness of the patch.

He reached the ICU air intake. He didn't just crawl; he worked. With his backpack full of tools he’d hidden, he bypassed the filter, diverting the toxic air away from the ICU and into the administrative offices above.

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