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A woman made of melting candle wax stands in a lab, looking distressed at her reflection.

A woman made of melting candle wax stands in a lab, looking distressed at her reflection.

In the bright, cluttered lab, she stands staring at her reflection. Her body gleams like soft candle wax, edges slightly drooping in the warm room. Her fingers and cheeks subtly sag, leaving faint dents where she touches herself. She holds her hands up, eyes wide, lips sagging in disbelief. A strand of waxy hair slowly drips onto the floor — plop — and she freezes, eyebrows raising in a mix of panic and annoyance. “Great,” she mutters, her frown lingering awkwardly as her face struggles to reset, “just what I needed today.” Ver más