We Keep Going Until It Works

I felt a pang of guilt as I looked at the graduate students in despair, but the work had already begun.

“Everyone.”

I said as gently as I could.

“We don't encourage all-nighters here.”

At that, the assistants' eyes came alive ever so slightly.

“Instead, every failed experiment must be recorded. Anything edible goes to the staff meal, and anything inedible gets thrown away. Safety comes first, and you must follow hygiene rules when entering the kitchen.”

Millen asked cautiously.

“Do we really not have to pull an all-nighter?”

“No. You mustn't. If you stay up all night, your sense of taste will be dead the next day.”

Their faces began to change as if they had caught sight of some strange hope...