G E N E T I C Unscramble Novels & Stories

The mother checked the progress of her daughter who was unpacking things in the room. Some boxes are open, and chaos in the room can be seen in various directions. "No mom." The girl looked around to confirm one by one the contents of the box that had been scrambled by herself. "I guess..." She faltered at the end, unsure if her memory might be wrong.

Giving voice to such a travesty is almost more than I can handle. "No, but we had that thought too. This is a man-made genetic monster." "Man-made?" I ask in disbelief as I keep my eyes on the thing in front of me. "We don't believe it happened on purpose. The largest chemical concentration we can find in the bodies is formaldehyde." "That makes no sense." I take the smallest step forward and look into the creepy eyes. "Genetically modified formaldehyde," King says from behind me. I know what GMOs are, I just have no idea why he's telling me this. "Your point?" I ask.