Absorb The Non-Issue

The bookshelf breaks my hardsuit, and I effectively die of heat. Because the effects of that TF substance never went away.

I get a sudden realization that I should be dead by now.
 
I try to get you out of the grill but I fall into the air fryer, becoming a chicken nugget. I am eaten by a 5 year old.

I lock the cupboard filled with TF potions.
 
Someone tries to break it open and knocks every single one of the potions on me, making me some kind of mutated mass of every single species all at once so I suffer for the last few seconds that I somehow miraculously am alive.

I get every single TF potion spilled on me all at once.
 
I run over to see what's going on and accidentally step in both a dragon and avali TF potion, causing me to transform into some kind of hybrid, before dying of the heat.

There are still multiple spilt TF potions all over the ground.
 
I attempt to get rid of the massive chicken by ramming a helicopter into it, but the helicopter blows up in my face.

I get blown up mid-air.
 
...On my dead body. Because you killed me a few minutes earlier.

I call the Centre For Chaos Containment from the Henry Stickmin series.
 
I try to lock myself in a safe room, but I get locked out of it, so I'm :red:ed.

I accidentally locked the safe room, preventing anybody from getting in.
 
I realize - wait, what sort of person would rely on safe room for food? I go to farm, but then starve to death while waiting for food to grow.

Three creatures have starved to death.
 
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