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In Professor Geryon’s Interdimensional Portal Laboratory, things are getting nicely out of hand.

Massive, flexible, thorny vines with flesh-eating flowers have erupted from Portal #1. The laboratory is redolent with the fragrances of vegetation, rotting meat, and intoxicating perfume.

From Portal #2 emerges a superintelligent shade of the color blue, telepathically broadcasting the phrase “Don’t Panic” in a mad, gibbering, hungry, entirely panic-inducing kind of way.

A gigantic mechanical claw reaches through Portal #3, grasping in the laboratory as if seeking something – or someone! – to crush in its hydraulic grip. Its sheer size is some consolation; whatever mechanical horror reaches through the portal would certainly destroy it if it attempted to enter our reality.

Geryon’s assistants do their best to fend off the intruders …

… and protect the sensitive equipment that generates the interdimensional tunnels.

Meanwhile, Professor Geryon laughs maniacally, rapturous at his own success.