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A bear, mauling you to death.

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Being stalked by cougars in the dead of night,
only to be eaten in your sleep.

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Wandering off the path and getting lost for
days, the elements slowly withering you away

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to nothingness.

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There are plenty of ways you can die in the
wilderness.

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But few would expect death to come as a result
of a simple bodily function, with a decidedly

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anomalous twist…

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Springtime in the Sierra Nevada is undeniably
beautiful.

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The unpredictable storms of winter are a thing
of the past, but the oppressive heat of summer

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hasn't yet crept in.

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The highest peaks of the mountains are still
spotted with snow, but in the foothills, the

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wildflowers sprout from the earth, blooming
in a tapestry of yellow, pink, purple, and

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orange.

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Crystal-clear waterfalls roar down the rocky
mountainsides, water set free from its slumber

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by the melting ice as the world wakes up from
a long hibernation.

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The Summer vacation crowds haven't yet flooded
the hiking trails and ski slopes, but a few

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groups of early adventurers can be spotted
hiking through the mountains, taking in the

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sights and breathing in the fresh, fragrant
air.

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Among these springtime visitors are a pair
of young men, one with blond hair and one

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with dark hair, each wearing a small backpack
and carrying a canteen of water, not a scuff

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to be seen on their brand-new hiking boots.

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These two young men are on their senior spring
break from college, gleefully taking the hiking

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trip they have been talking about since they
were paired up as roommates their freshman

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year.

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Neither of these young men is especially experienced
in hiking, but they have both spent dozens

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of hours in the library reading up on wilderness
survival, on the best ways to pitch a tent

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and start a fire with nothing more than a
stick and two rocks.

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The lighter-haired of the two especially prides
himself on his knowledge of foraging for edible

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wild plants, a skill he is excited to put
to the test on this trip.

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His dark-haired companion is a bit more suspicious
of wild plants, frightened by the stories

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of foraging gone wrong and unfortunate explorers
confusing a delicious mushroom for one that

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stops the heart in minutes.

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He has filled his bag with provisions, with
granola and jerky, dried fruits, and cans

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of beans that he hopes his friend will share
with him, rather than risking his safety by

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gambling on a wild root or berry.

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Still, his concerns about foraging are soon
forgotten as the two proceed further along

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the trail, passing sparkling waterfalls, bighorn
sheep grazing on wild plants, and a bird that

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just might be a bald eagle soaring by overhead.

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The two are lost in the majesty of nature,
so lost in fact that they forget to eat until

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the sun is dipping over the horizon and the
world is growing dark around them.

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Out here in the mountains, with no light pollution
to speak of, dark is dark.

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Even with the help of the lanterns they brought,
the two men can scarcely see well enough to

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put up their tents and build a small fire.

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Still, they remember all of their reading,
and manage to set up a modest camp for the

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night.

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The dark-haired man pulls a bag of beans from
his backpack and begins to heat them over

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the flame.

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He offers some to his companion, but he refuses.

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The blond man has found a shrub that he recognizes,
weighed down with ripe fruit.

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This shrub, he explains to his friend, is
a species of Manzanita, an evergreen shrub

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that produces berries similar in flavor to
little apples.

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The dark-haired man is dubious.

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Aren't Manzanita berries typically red in
color?

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These appear to be a shade of brown.

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Wait!

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The young man reaches out and stops his friend
just before he can pop the berries into his

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mouth.

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“At least let me look them up on my phone.”

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“That won’t work out here,” his friend
tells him.

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“The government blocks access to the web
out here.

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They don’t want you on the internet, it’s
a big conspiracy.

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Everyone knows about it.”

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The wannabe forager insists that he has correctly
identified the plant, and that these berries

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will be his dinner.

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The dark-haired man shrugs and treats himself
to a meal of beans and dried apples, while

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his friend munches on handfuls of the brown
berries.

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He has no complaints about the taste and does
not immediately drop dead upon eating them.

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So, perhaps he was right, and these are Manzanitas,
after all.

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As soon as the thought crosses the dark-haired
man's mind, he sees his friend double over,

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clutching at his stomach in discomfort.

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Afraid for his friend's safety, he rushes
to his side, only to be met with a long, loud

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fart.

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The two share a laugh, the tension broken
by the sudden smelly outburst.

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But the humor soon fades, as the blond man
farts again.

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And again.

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And again.

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All through the night, he continues to emit
loud, excruciatingly smelly farts.

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The smell permeates the campsite, seeping
into the dark-haired man's tent no matter

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how he tries to cover his nose with his sleeping
bag.

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He doesn't get a wink of sleep, spending his
night wide awake, staring at the ceiling of

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his tent and silently wishing for the relentless
stream of gas to stop.

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But it doesn't.

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It just carries on until the dark-haired man
can scarcely remember a time when he wasn't

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listening to the maddening sound.

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Again, and again, and again, the endless farts.

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He clenches his fists until the knuckles turn
white, clenches his jaw, and grinds his teeth.

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It's enough to drive a man insane.

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The next morning, it is still happening.

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The blond man expresses embarrassment but
does not apologize for ignoring his friend's

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warnings about the berries.

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He tries to laugh it off, but the dark-haired
man does not join him in his laughter.

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If he had only listened, they wouldn't be
in this situation.

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They wouldn't be about to continue their hike
with this rancid gaseous albatross around

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their necks.

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As they pack up camp, the dark-haired man
glances down at the tent pole in his hand.

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One good swing, and he could put a stop to
the madness.

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No, that's ridiculous.

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He shakes his head, clearing the impulse from
his mind.

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The gastrointestinal distress will pass soon,
and they will be able to continue the trip

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like they planned.

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But it doesn't pass.

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Nothing passes but the gas itself.

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The blond man asks if they can stop for water
before they've even been hiking for an hour.

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He isn't feeling very well, he explains.

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He woke up dizzy and nauseated, disoriented
from lying there all night, breathing in the

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fumes.

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The dark-haired man wants to say something,
to retort that he, too, was suffering all

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night.

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But he doesn't.

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He just lets his friend stop to drink some
water, and they proceed with the hike.

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Gone is the magic of the previous day, the
time before the cursed berries.

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The men can no longer smell the wildflowers,
the crisp mountain air.

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There are no wild animals to be found, not
a single ground squirrel or little bird.

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Up ahead on the trail, the dark-haired man
catches the barest glimpse of a tail vanishing

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into the brush as a mountain lion runs the
other way.

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Is it fleeing from them?

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From the stench?

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He wouldn't blame the beast if it was.

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They have five more days of this planned,
and he can feel his resolve beginning to fade.

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Maybe he can turn back, ask to cut the trip
short now.

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But why should he have to suffer, just because
his friend made a mistake identifying a wild

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berry?

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It isn't fair.

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If he could just get a moment to think without
the incessant farting, if he could just have

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one second of peace, maybe he could come up
with a solution.

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But no respite comes.

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If anything, it only seems to get worse.

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The smell burns his nostrils, the sound rings
in his ears.

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The blond man tries to speak over it, to clear
the air with pleasant conversation, but the

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dark-haired man brushes him off with grunts
and shrugs.

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His eyes sting and water, he chokes on the
stench.

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He knows in his heart that he can't take much
more of this.

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When the men make camp for the night again,
the dark-haired man's thoughts turn dark.

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He could just leave in the dead of night,
while his friend is sleeping.

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Rush off into the wilderness and abandon his
companion there, freeing himself from the

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farts.

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He tries to justify it to himself: they both
have the survival skills to make it.

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He'll be fine.

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His thoughts of leaving his friend alone in
the woods are interrupted by the sound of

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chewing.

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Is there any animal nearby?

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No, surely no animal would approach, given
the smell.

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He takes a look in the blond man's tent, and
finds his friend eating another handful of

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those same brown berries.

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The dark-haired man flies into a rage, unable
to contain his fury.

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How could he do this?!

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How could he eat more of them, after what
happened the first time?

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Doesn't he understand what this is doing to
him?

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What it's doing to the both of them?

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How could he be so selfish?

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The blond man insists that it is fine, that
the farting can't possibly be related to the

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berries, because Manzanitas don't cause that
sort of thing.

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At this, something in the dark-haired man
snaps.

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He can't take it anymore.

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He turns away from the tent, throwing up his
hands and telling the blond man to find his

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own way back.

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They will split up from here.

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The blond man emerges from his tent, begging
his friend not to cast him out.

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He's certain the farting will stop any day
now.

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At this, it seems to grow louder, more potent.

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The dark-haired man spots a large rock by
the campfire, small enough to hold in his

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hand, hefty enough to do some real damage.

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He picks it up,and turns to meet his friend.

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Without thinking, he swings the rock at the
blond man's head.

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For the first time in days, the sound of farts
goes silent.

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The air smells sweet, like flowers, leaves,
and campfire smoke.

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He did what he had to do.

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The dark-haired man lets out a sigh of relief,
the rock falling from his hand.

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He glances at the rock on the ground, at the
blood dripping down its surface, and realizes

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the full weight of what he has just done.

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He packs up the campsite as quickly as he
can, douses the fire, and dumps the body over

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the edge of a nearby cliff.

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Over the next few days, he hikes back the
way he and his friend came, noticing in spite

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of his gnawing guilt that the walk really
is so much better without those damned farts.

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On the way, he passes that bush.

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That horrible bush, weighed down by the fruit
that destroyed his spring break trip, that

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destroyed his friend's life.

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He opens his backpack, tearing a page from
one of his books, and grabbing a pen.

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He scribbles a warning: "NO MATTER WHAT, DO
NOT EAT THESE BERRIES", and affixes it to

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the bush.

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He can only hope that the next person to stumble
on this shrub will see the note, and heed

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its warning.

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If they don't, they might meet a similar fate.

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Days later, the park rangers discover the
blond man's body, and declare the death an

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accident, caused when the man fell over the
side of the cliff.

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Some of them suspect foul play but are unable
to find any evidence.

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All they can find is a strange note on an
unidentified shrub, and the faintest smell

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of something foul, like rotten eggs.

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The two doomed hikers had no way of knowing
this, but the fruit they foraged was not from

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the manzanita family.

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It was from a plant known as SCP-4032.

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SCP-4032 is a wide deciduous shrub characterized
by a rounded crown and wider base.

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It produces a distinct small, round, brown
fruit that has been designated SCP-4032-1.

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Whenever any animal or human consumes an instance
of SCP-4032-1, this meal will result in intense

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gastrointestinal distress.

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I will try to describe this as delicately
as I possibly can, but, as I have learned

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over the years in my line of work, the truth
is rarely delicate or polite.

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One hour following the consumption of an SCP-4032-1
instance, the person or animal will begin

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to emit an excessive amount of flatulence
consisting of elevated hydrogen sulfide levels

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and a small-but-detectable amount of methane
gas.

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Perhaps you are familiar with an old rhyming
song about the wonders of beans, the "magical

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fruit?"

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These berries function quite similarly.

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The more one eats, the more one does, in fact,
for want of a better word, "toot."

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However, unlike the second part of the bean-based
rhyme, these fruits do not cause their unfortunate

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consumers to feel better, nor should they
be eaten at every, or any, meal.

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The Foundation first discovered SCP-4032 on
April 2, 2018, after a man named Anthony Green

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happened upon the plant in the foothills of
Northern California.

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Hungry enough to forget his better judgment,
Anthony ate some of the fruit and became immediately

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concerned for his physical well-being as SCP-4032's
effects began to take hold.

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Fearing he had unknowingly consumed a poisonous
plant, he made a distress call to the local

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search and rescue team.

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This call was intercepted by Foundation operatives,
who swiftly arrived at the scene to bring

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both Anthony and the plant itself into custody.

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The affected individual will continue to produce
this flatulence until they have expired.

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Both starvation and dehydration have no impact
on the flatulence, and no identifiable source

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of the gaseous output has been detected via
endoscopy.

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If an affected individual finds themselves
in an area without adequate ventilation, they

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will gradually begin to experience symptoms
brought on by hydrogen sulfide poisoning,

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including but not limited to conjunctivitis,
respiratory irritation and coughing, loss

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of smell, and eventually, pulmonary edema
and death.

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Shortly following SCP-4032's discovery, Dr.
Loghari began conducting a thorough observation

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of Anthony Green, referred to as D-14478,
for the purposes of official documentation,

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as he suffered from the effects of consuming
SCP-4032-1.

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First, he was brought in for observation and
paced in Cell 14-B on the outside of Site-88.

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Dr. Loghari noted copious amounts of flatulence
being emitted by the subject with high levels

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of hydrogen sulfide and methane.

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Five hours later, the subject was complaining
about gas buildup in his cell, and the interior

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venting hood was activated.

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Three hours and over 50 complaints later,
the maintenance staff deactivated the interior

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venting hood, and opened exterior windows.

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In an attempt to quell some of the relentless
flatulence, D-14478 was placed on an intravenous

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diet.

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After two days on the intravenous diet, and
no changes to the subject's gas emissions,

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medical staff conducted an endoscopy, which
relieved that the colon was clear, and there

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were no visible signs of rectal gas.

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The following day, a staff meeting was held
in order to discuss the impact of D-14478's

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condition on the quality of life at the facility.

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Both residents and researchers alike had complained
about the persistent smell, which they were

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unable to escape, and was permeating the air
outside as well as throughout the interior

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of the building.

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Several options were proposed, including relocation,
treatment, and, failing all else, termination

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of the subject.

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A resolution was passed to house D-14478 in
an outdoor facility until proper filtering

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equipment could be installed.

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A little over a week later, Foundation agents
intercepted reports from nearby environmental

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watch groups concerning an increase in airborne
pollution in the central Alabama area around

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Site 88.

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With D-14478's condition threatening not only
the morale at Site-88, but the environment

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itself, an additional resolution was passed
in order to transfer D-14478 into an experimental

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air filtering cell.

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The cell had not yet passed a safety inspection,
but those with objections were overruled by

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the vote of the majority.

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The following day, Subject D-14478 was found
dead in his cell.

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An investigation into the cause of death determined
that the primary filter was improperly constructed,

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and both it and its associated sensor had
malfunctioned.

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There was one silver lining to this unfortunate
incident, however: the effects of SCP-4032-1

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mercifully ceased following the subject's
death.

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The postmortem report was filed with the Ethics
Committee, and Dr. Loghari was placed on temporary

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administrative leave.

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Meanwhile, a large order of scented candles
was placed by the staff of Site-88, and soon

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the unpleasant odor was replaced with the
smells of lavender, vanilla sugar, and pine.

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In Dr. Loghari's absence, Dr. Carlisle was
appointed to the position of lead researcher

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on SCP-4032.

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Following the approval of the Ethics Committee,
Dr. Carlisle began conducting a series of

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animal tests using SCP-4032.

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The first test subject selected was the Araucanian
Herring.

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An instance of SCP-4032-1 was crushed and
added to a mix of copepods and krill, which

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were then fed to a small school of herring.

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Fifteen minutes after the consumption of SCP-4032-1,
the herring's usual flatus production increased

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dramatically.

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This caused great distress to the school of
fish, as this species ordinarily uses flatulence

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as a means of communication.

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Samples of the flatus were taken and analyzed,
and were found to contain hydrogen sulfide

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and methane, though the levels of both were
lower than they had been in human subjects.

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Three hours after their initial feeding, the
herring were euthanized and taken for autopsy

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and chemical analysis.

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There was no postmortem evidence found of
SCP-4032-1's effects.

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Next, a flock of chickens was selected for
testing.

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They were offered a handful of SCP-4032-1
directly, which they refused to taste.

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The fruit was then crushed and added to chicken
feed, which was fed to the chickens with great

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success.

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Two hours after eating SCP-4032-1, all of
the chickens began to emit gas containing

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low levels of methane and hydrogen sulfide.

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The chickens were promptly euthanized and
taken for analysis, where an autopsy determined

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that the birds' short intestinal tracts were
distended.

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This marked the first recorded visible sign
of the fruit's impact on a test subject.

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The next animals selected for testing were
brown-throated three-toed sloths.

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This particular species was chosen due to
its lack of flatulence, as these sloths tend

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to absorb flatus and release it through their
lungs rather than rectally.

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The fruit was offered directly at first, but
the sloths rejected it.

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The fruit was then crushed and ground with
a mixture of tree leaves, and fed to the sloths.

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Whatever happened next has been redacted from
the official Foundation file, but it was disturbing

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enough to bring a grinding halt to any and
all future testing of SCP-4032 on large mammals.

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Any potential animal experiments involving
SCP-4032 must be approved by the Ethics Committee,

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in order to prevent another "sloth incident."

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SCP-4032 has been contained in a cordoned-off
portion of the research gardens at Site-67,

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which consists of the area around SCP-4032's
original location.

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This land was purchased by the Foundation,
and a research facility disguised as a personal

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estate was constructed there.

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SCP-4032, along with several other anomalous
plants, is kept in the garden portion of the

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site.

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All instances of SCP-4032-1 are to be gathered
from the ground on a daily basis, and incinerated

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on-site.

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Any employees found to be using the berries
for unapproved personal purposes will be suspended

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or terminated from their positions.

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If any animals wander onto the grounds and
consume the berries, they must be captured

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and euthanized, and their bodies incinerated.

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Though there is currently only one known specimen
of SCP-4032, the Foundation has a contingency

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plan in place, should any additional specimens
be discovered.

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If this happens, Mobile Task Force Alpha-67
"Weed Whackers" will be dispatched to the

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specimen's location, where they will uproot
it and bring it back to Site-67 to be contained.

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Any humans that consume an instance of SCP-4032-1
must be contained in Holding Cells B1-B5 along

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the outer perimeter of Site 67.

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Each of these cells is equipped with three
air filters, containing Thiobacillus thioparus

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(chemolithoautrophic sulfur-oxidizing Bacteria)
embedded in a mixture of peat and polyurethane.

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Each filter also contains sensors intended
to detect hydrogen sulfide and methane.

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When the sensors are activated, members of
Mobile Task Force Alpha-13 "Odor Eaters" are

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dispatched to escort the affected individual
outside until the filters in their cell can

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be repaired.

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Currently, the Foundation does not believe
there to be any additional specimens of SCP-4032

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in the wild.

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However, there is no way to be certain of
this, due to the plant's relatively unassuming

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appearance, and the lack of any information
on its origins.

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It is entirely possible that there are more
of these shrubs just waiting to be discovered

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by an unfortunate hiker wandering off the
beaten path.

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So, if you find yourself out in nature with
an empty stomach, make sure that you have

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accurately identified any of the wild plants
you consume.

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If you don't, you may be met with a fate that
is silent...but deadly.

00:20:46.680 --> 00:20:50.460
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