In her desk, Doctor Katherine Smith was thinking about the specimen that was a few laboratories down.
The beast – for it was the best qualifier – was a strange one. A strong one too. It had taken two darts with a sedative for elephants to bring it down. The laboratory where it was being held had the strongest metal bars and concrete. And she knew that they would have to sedate it so they could study it without trouble. Now, all they had to do was to calculate how often to use the sedatives and how often without killing it.
Normally, she would not object to kill the beast. She had killed others before to study. But for this one she decided to study it alive before killing it.
She leaned back into her chair, closing her eyes in relaxation.
That was until the blare of the alarm went off. She bolted upright, what was happening?
As if to answer to her silent question, through the communication system came the announcement, “Code Red! Specimen no. 1 has escaped. I repeat, Specimen no. 1 is out of containment. Lock yourselves and be careful!”
As soon as the voice died down, she heard the loud howl and screams of people. The screams chilled her to the bone. She knew why, the screams were ones of pain. And then, silence.
Frantically looking around her office for something to defend herself, she found herself dismayed that she did not have anything to do so.
She rushed to lock her door, and the very second she did, the door knob twisted. She began to tremble, the beast would kill her without a doubt, she hoped that the steel door would be strong enough to handle its force.
She could hear the sounds of sniffing and then, a strong body hit the door sending her a few steps forward. Over and over again, she – who had never been particularly religious, prayed – began shaking in fear.
A few moments later, the door flew of its hinges.
The next thing she saw, was a far too fanged smile. She did not have the time to scream.
In her desk, Doctor Katherine Smith was thinking about the specimen that was a few laboratories down.
The beast – for it was the best qualifier – was a strange one. A strong one too. It had taken two darts with a sedative for elephants to bring it down. The laboratory where it was being held had the strongest metal bars and concrete. And she knew that they would have to sedate it so they could study it without trouble. Now, all they had to do was to calculate how often to use the sedatives and how often without killing it.
Normally, she would not object to kill the beast. She had killed others before to study. But for this one she decided to study it alive before killing it.
She leaned back into her chair, closing her eyes in relaxation.
That was until the blare of the alarm went off. She bolted upright, what was happening?
As if to answer to her silent question, through the communication system came the announcement, “Code Red! Specimen no. 1 has escaped. I repeat, Specimen no. 1 is out of containment. Lock yourselves and be careful!”
As soon as the voice died down, she heard the loud howl and screams of people. The screams chilled her to the bone. She knew why, the screams were ones of pain. And then, silence.
Frantically looking around her office for something to defend herself, she found herself dismayed that she did not have anything to do so.
She rushed to lock her door, and the very second she did, the door knob twisted. She began to tremble, the beast would kill her without a doubt, she hoped that the steel door would be strong enough to handle its force.
She could hear the sounds of sniffing and then, a strong body hit the door sending her a few steps forward. Over and over again, she – who had never been particularly religious, prayed – began shaking in fear.
A few moments later, the door flew of its hinges.
The next thing she saw, was a far too fanged smile. She did not have the time to scream.
