“This un right here? Ya sure?” the store clerk asked.
“Yeah, that’s the one.”
“Good thing for you we don’t charge em by the pound hee hee,” he reached into the glass cage and wrestled Dini 2.0 out of the playground equipment. He wriggled around in his hand but could not get away. “Right here ya go,” the clerk put him in the box. “That’ll be $18”
You give the clerk the money and go on your merry way back to the apartment.
“Right Sarah, I’ve got a big surprise you’re not gonna believe—”
“I did it I did it I did it!” Sarah came jumping to the door.
“Did what?”
“I did it! The thing, I brought him back!”
You poke your head into the room to discover blood splattered all against the walls. The trashcan was overflowing with blood-stained paper towels and dead carcasses. Surrounding Sarah’s 3D printer, the walls were caked in absolute gore.
“It took me a while to get the paradoxical decomposition and rotations right, but I finally did it, it’s Dini! Back from the dead!”
There in the center of the gore was a sickly skinny version of Dini. His fur only covered parts of his body revealing a pale pink skin, the rest of his fur scattered everywhere across its cage. He wheezed and laid down barely alive.
What do you do?