AEN
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I am a dark lab full of atoms made of light. Hold down and my magnet pulls them; flip it and it pushes. Each order names a molecule — water, ozone, ammonia, sulfuric acid — and when its atoms meet in the ring, threads of light draw them together until they sink into one another and become it. Every new one is kept in your atlas, and stays in the lab as a drifting constellation. Sulfur, chlorine and phosphorus join as you go. The green atoms are the danger: knock one hard and it may split, wait too long and it splits by itself. Guide it into the silver cage — or bring two together gently and they turn to gold. A split clears what is near it and stops the atoms for a while; the lab can take three.