Hazmat by Katherine Brook
The fatberg didn’t ooze. It was a solid, unmoving mass. Every day they broke away chunks like breezeblocks. This one was a monster, the biggest yet. It was almost the…
The fatberg didn’t ooze. It was a solid, unmoving mass. Every day they broke away chunks like breezeblocks. This one was a monster, the biggest yet. It was almost the…