Article by Maddy Frank.
Inside a corner lab in the basement of Busch, thousands of worms lay in wait.
The windowless room stays at a cool 18 degrees Celsius. Small plastic containers (think the ones you might have put some craft supplies in as a kid) line the front wall, each a contained saltwater habitat where juvenile worms hide in tubes of their own creation.
It feels almost Marvel movie-esque—a multitude of worlds stacked on top of one another, where only a chosen few can see the full picture.