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“You wouldn’t happen to know how to defuse a bomb, would you?” Answering her in the negative, she seemed to fidget on her hooves, looking back at Scouring and the canister. “We only pulled out the one, there are at least seven more of those things in there. Chlorine Gas, the stuff sinks and causes all kinds of stuff to go wrong when inhaled or exposed to skin. It’s a miracle that whoever took the first rack didn’t take any of these things, we just don’t know how to get rid of them.” Yeah, I think dying in a big explosion is less agonizing than whatever that stuff would do to somepony. Suppose it’s also a good thing that nopony sane lives here in the floodplain, if any of these did go off… hm…
 
“You said this stuff sinks, right?”