Fruit Flies Bleach Novels & Stories

“Look at the humidity charts. It’s a fungal blight living entirely inside the stalk tissue. If you keep pouring chemicals into the dirt, you're just killing the soil. We need a targeted sulfur-calcium wash.” He reached into the small satchel he’d brought along, pulling out two small, neatly labeled jars containing elemental sulfur and calcium lime. “We need to boil these together in water to create a concentrate, dilute it, and spray it directly onto the stalks, letting the runoff seep into the base. It will neutralize the fungus within forty-eight hours.”

Chloe stammered a response. “Hello?” Lincoln’s raspy voice filtered through the line. “I know what happened to the water,” I blurted out. “I was looking for signs of chemical negligence instead of exploring natural sources. And it occurred to me that if this is malicious as you suspect it is, then the perpetrator wouldn’t want to make it obvious. As shifters tend to smell when something is off, it would be better to use an odorless substance. Something that would baffle the fuck out of you all and give the person responsible time to escape. So, I ran some more tests and found traces of Rotenone. It’s an odorless, colorless, crystalline isoflavone, and it’s used as a broad-spectrum insecticid

A cloud of flies… Again! Thousands of green bottle flies, each one nearly the size of a pinky finger, beat their wings as they poured out in a thick swarm. Hayley threw up an air barrier instantly. The barrier spread wide enough to cover Liam and the others behind her. But the people farther back weren't so lucky. The flies rushed straight into them. Anywhere there was an opening, they swarmed in. They crawled down collars, into pants, ears, and even nostrils. Anyone who happened to have their mouth open got the worst of it.