Memory Bubble: Calcification

Memory Bubble: Calcification is a Memory Bubble.
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==Dialogue==
:Bubbles are floating in the air with a colorful glow gliding on their surfaces. For some reason, they form an image that seems to carry a profound meaning. As you approach them, a female voice that sounds similar to Herta's murmurs monotonously, "Calcification."
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:"What did they say?" You feel bored to death. You fiddle with the adhesive explosive charge in your hand. "Those old geezers still aren't going to give us the green light to open fire?" You pull out the pin on the explosive, only putting it a few seconds before the countdown ends.
:The newbie standing next to you seems like she isn't used to your dangerous antics. She appears to be somewhat terrified. "That's right, professor. They worry that the high temperatures produced by the explosion will activate the virus..." She gulps.
:You pout. "Then why did they get us to come here?" You originally wanted to scold them, but now are at a loss for words. "These SCAREDY CATS..." After a while, you angrily pick up the report next to you and read it.
:"Cells become cancerous, and soft tissues calcify..." You initially had assumed these old fogies were only capable of churning out useless garbage, but this report is actually interesting... Unfortunately, reading reports cannot calm your anxious heart.
:You sigh and lift your head. You look at the PALLID ruins in the distance. Your analysis revealed that these twisted ruins, which look like bone spurs, have a history that goes back four hundred Amber Eras.
:Despite its age, it mysteriously appears as if brand-new, just as how it would have looked four hundred AEs ago. You are confounded by this enigma... You are a seasoned Armed Archaeologist! You long to unravel all historical mysteries!
:Yet they are holding you back from using your school's tradition. You should be blowing a hole into the surface of this bone spur and carrying off valuable artifacts. The fact that they won't permit it makes you seethe with anger, but you choose to compromise. You recognize that their concerns are not groundless.
:You can't pay for this with your life. You settle for doing things the old way. You work to live, not live to work. You smack your lips in anticipation and start to plan your next steps...
:...You don't get to think for long. A loud voice breaks your train of thought. "Hey boss, we found something good!" It's Rowen... but what is he saying? You've clearly told him to sit still and wait for further instructions.
:Oh no! You suddenly realize something. You want to stop him, only to discover that you can't speak... Beyond the shadow of a doubt, you are experiencing rapid PETRIFACTION from inside out, just like those familiar-looking yet terrifying bone sculptures in front of you...
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