Nacht-Jagen
09-21-2013, 03:22 AM
The scientist filed the men through the dark metallic tunnel. The hissing of pipes and the screaming of machinery in motion filled the air. The hallway smelled of oil and sweat. The men were all volunteer test subjects. For each experiment they allowed to be performed on them, they would get a cash reward. They had all gone through several painless experiments, thus far. The men followed the scientist eagerly and slowly. They walked for a few minutes before they reached a series of doors. The scientist stopped and turned to the men. He cleared his throat and spoke,
"One of you men will pass through the door on your right to do a special experiment." His voice was calm and soothing, like he was speaking to an infant.
"It pays double, so you know. Only one of you may undergo this experiment though, so I will randomly pick who shall be going." The scientist then closed his eyes and pulled out his list of all the volunteers. He blindly set his finger on the paper and opened his eyes. He smiled and cleared his throat again.
"Volunteer number nine, step forward please." The largest of all the volunteers walked away from the crowd. He had slicked back blonde hair caked with gel. His teeth were paper white and perfectly straight. His muscles were large and tawny. He was truly a perfect specimen. The scientist waved his hand toward the door, signaling the man inside. The volunteer walked through the grim metallic doorway and closed the heavy iron door behind him. He immediately noticed the several examination tables littered around the room. The room looked like a darkened morgue. A morgue that had been filled with the victims of a plague. The air smelled of sweat and the sickly sweet stench of rotting flesh and blood. He snorted in disgust and walked forward. A scientist turned from one of the tables to look at the man. He smiled and walked over to the volunteer with a syringe in his hand.
"You must be my new test subject, huh?" The scientist spoke like the other, with a soothing calm voice. The volunteer nodded and held out his arm. There was nothing that wasn't worth the money. The beautiful sum of money. With every experiment he had gotten richer and greedier. The scientist laughed and gently pushed the needle into the man's arm.
"You're going to love this." The scientist pushed on the syringe and watched the thick black liquid from within it get directed into the man before him. He grinned with a set of teeth only a mother could love and quickly pulled the needle out.
"You're going to feel some discomfort," the scientist said quickly. The scientist stepped away from the volunteer sharply, and the man knew something was wrong. He tried to step back, but before he could he began to cough violently. He fell to his knees, which shattered upon the impact with the metal floor. He tried to scream, but was interrupted by his storm of a cough. He watched in horror as he began to vomit blood all over the brown floor. He choked on his own blood and coughed more. He felt a throbbing go through his head worse than any migraine imaginable. He dug his thumbs into his temples until they bled. He vomited more blood and shivered in a state of terror as he saw bits of his organs land in the lake of crimson before him. He had to close his eyes from the pain and was horrified when he opened them to see half of a lung on the floor in front of him. He felt his scalp dry and crack. It split open and sent more blood running down his face. His hair began to fall out of his head as he watched his fingernails turn from healthy pink to jet black. They fell off of his fingers into the blood beneath. He vomited more blood and felt himself lose control of his bowels. He both sneezed and soiled himself at the same time. His sneeze sent his teeth scattering across the floor like cockroaches avoiding the light. He attempted to pick them up and push them back into his gray gums. He vomited more blood and watched the world begin to spin around him. His vision began to go black and he fell over, immobile. When he opened his eyes, he was laying on one of the examination tables. He felt his teeth back in his mouth, perfectly straight as normal. He ran his fingers through his hair, realizing that both his nails and golden locks were there. He didn't see any blood stains on his clothing. He heard the scientist clear his throat next to him. He turned to face him, sweating in a panic. The scientist handed the volunteer a roll of hundred dollar bills and smiled.
"Thank you for your time, and have a nice day."
"One of you men will pass through the door on your right to do a special experiment." His voice was calm and soothing, like he was speaking to an infant.
"It pays double, so you know. Only one of you may undergo this experiment though, so I will randomly pick who shall be going." The scientist then closed his eyes and pulled out his list of all the volunteers. He blindly set his finger on the paper and opened his eyes. He smiled and cleared his throat again.
"Volunteer number nine, step forward please." The largest of all the volunteers walked away from the crowd. He had slicked back blonde hair caked with gel. His teeth were paper white and perfectly straight. His muscles were large and tawny. He was truly a perfect specimen. The scientist waved his hand toward the door, signaling the man inside. The volunteer walked through the grim metallic doorway and closed the heavy iron door behind him. He immediately noticed the several examination tables littered around the room. The room looked like a darkened morgue. A morgue that had been filled with the victims of a plague. The air smelled of sweat and the sickly sweet stench of rotting flesh and blood. He snorted in disgust and walked forward. A scientist turned from one of the tables to look at the man. He smiled and walked over to the volunteer with a syringe in his hand.
"You must be my new test subject, huh?" The scientist spoke like the other, with a soothing calm voice. The volunteer nodded and held out his arm. There was nothing that wasn't worth the money. The beautiful sum of money. With every experiment he had gotten richer and greedier. The scientist laughed and gently pushed the needle into the man's arm.
"You're going to love this." The scientist pushed on the syringe and watched the thick black liquid from within it get directed into the man before him. He grinned with a set of teeth only a mother could love and quickly pulled the needle out.
"You're going to feel some discomfort," the scientist said quickly. The scientist stepped away from the volunteer sharply, and the man knew something was wrong. He tried to step back, but before he could he began to cough violently. He fell to his knees, which shattered upon the impact with the metal floor. He tried to scream, but was interrupted by his storm of a cough. He watched in horror as he began to vomit blood all over the brown floor. He choked on his own blood and coughed more. He felt a throbbing go through his head worse than any migraine imaginable. He dug his thumbs into his temples until they bled. He vomited more blood and shivered in a state of terror as he saw bits of his organs land in the lake of crimson before him. He had to close his eyes from the pain and was horrified when he opened them to see half of a lung on the floor in front of him. He felt his scalp dry and crack. It split open and sent more blood running down his face. His hair began to fall out of his head as he watched his fingernails turn from healthy pink to jet black. They fell off of his fingers into the blood beneath. He vomited more blood and felt himself lose control of his bowels. He both sneezed and soiled himself at the same time. His sneeze sent his teeth scattering across the floor like cockroaches avoiding the light. He attempted to pick them up and push them back into his gray gums. He vomited more blood and watched the world begin to spin around him. His vision began to go black and he fell over, immobile. When he opened his eyes, he was laying on one of the examination tables. He felt his teeth back in his mouth, perfectly straight as normal. He ran his fingers through his hair, realizing that both his nails and golden locks were there. He didn't see any blood stains on his clothing. He heard the scientist clear his throat next to him. He turned to face him, sweating in a panic. The scientist handed the volunteer a roll of hundred dollar bills and smiled.
"Thank you for your time, and have a nice day."