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"And then there's the tiger." My brows creasing. "A rat and a tiger?" He nods. "The rats are the ones who are easy to get. In the animal kingdom, rats are the ones who are the easiest to capture. Set out a mouse trap, put a big delicious cheese on it then voila. Rat is captured. Easy peasy" He says. I chuckle. "The mouse trap is my body and the cheese is my--" "Okay stop. I get it." I cut him off.

The rat ate and had remained active a few minutes after the poison, running around in the box Jayden put it in. The rat then moved slower and slower until it remained in a corner of the box, younger Jayden attentively watching it. The rat then began to twitch and squeal, its eyes on Jayden as it died. He could sense the pain, sadness and regret in the rat’s eyes and watched until the very last twitch, a strange kind of pleasure shooting through his body.

Different goodies that rats delighted in were placed on his stomach to attract the rats. There were specially trained rats in the armoury that were employed each time he wanted to give someone that kind of punishment. The fat rats were released to feed on the food on his belly. The rats would quickly jump onto him and begin to feed on the food. And they would also dig into his stomach since they were cannibalistic. They ate human flesh and revelled in it.

The two women reluctantly agreed. Number one lab was a huge windowless room. All the spaces and three room length benches were taken up by literally hundreds of cages of all types – some of a sealed-glass construction with their own private air-conditioning and filtration units, but most of the standard open mesh type. Hundreds of pairs of eyes, mostly small, red and beady, turned to stare at us as we entered. There must have been between fifteen hundred and two thousand animals in that room altogether – mostly mice, ninety per cent of them mice, I should have guessed, but also about a hundred rabbits and the same of guinea pigs. From what I could see they all seemed in good health.

She had been ready for months. Charmaine raised the basket and all alphas fell silent. She opened it and took out a small creature who had been dyed bright green. Purple or red would have shown easier, so she'd chosen a color that would add to the difficulty while still being unnatural enough to mark it. It was a rat but a small one, a creature that was ready to run. Megan knew this kind of rodent, they were rarely eaten because they were quick, and didn't give much meat for all the hassle they were to catch. She tensed.

I tried to control myself, but I found myself laughing and smiling. "Just go ahead and do whatever you want to do, but I bet you that you are all going to pay for this. Each and every one of you is going to be tied to a chair, and he's going to get tortured the way I am getting tortured right now," the guy who was used as the lab rat said.

A noise report. My jaw tightened. I felt it then…heat crawling up my neck, rage licking at my control. “There’s nothing down there for you,” I said evenly. “The basement houses laboratory specimens. I have permits.” “Specimens?” he echoed. “Yes,” I replied without missing a beat. “Genetically sensitive laboratory rats. A special breed. Highly reactive. Harmful if mishandled.” It wasn’t even a lie. Not entirely. The officer didn’t look convinced. “I’ll need to verify that,” he said, stepping closer. “Unlock the door.”

He laughed at the irony: rats scared of him. But Kyle was faster than they. He zoomed in, using his instincts, on the Queen rat, and darted at her, grabbing her hard on the neck, reaching up, and injecting her. The rat hissed, trying to bite him, but Kyle chucked it far from him. He then reached out and grabbed another rat, and another, and another. In a dizzying array of speed, he managed to prick at least a hundred rats before they could flee from his super-fast reflexes.

If a living organism is overgrown, it can go astray and become a dangerous kind of species. So after we took a little we put that potion in a safe place so that no animal or even a human could drink that. We looked closely at the rat and were shocked to see it move fast inside a small cage. Because of what we found out, smile printed in our face. The experiment that we did was totally made perfectly.

But before she could get lost in it, reality snapped back. Scarlet. Scarlet’s life was balanced on what happened inside these walls. “Welcome to the lab,” Robert said warmly. “We’re glad to have you here.” Cassie nodded, smiling politely, but her attention was already locked on the sealed observation chamber ahead. Inside, the rats lay frozen in that same awful state Scarlet was trapped in. Nathaniel stepped closer to the glass. “The poison behaves the same way in them,” he explained. “When the procedure is interrupted, paralysis sets in immediately. If this first sample works, we’ll know the cure is viable. The final compound will take about three months to perfect.”