Inanimate Insanity Experiment 21 Novels & Stories

She had a limited amount of time to try and find proof and with the controlled chaos inside the lab it would take some time to find any. Papers. Lab results. Medical document. Zander had—yikes, she should not be reading that. Jamie gave up on the papers, moving to the file cabinets. Alphabetical medical records. History of supplies. Trial testing—finally she was getting somewhere! "Trial one—nope, this seems to be the baby stages of their experiment for whatever concoction they were trying to whip up. Maybe…experiment one." She found the trial documents in the cabinet below. "Experiment one, failed. Experiment ten, stoned to death. Experiment twenty-one, torn apart. Experiment 46—"

When he’s done, he left the room, all without a second glance at the poor creature strapped to the table. He flicked the light switch on his way out, and the video went dark, too dark for us to see anything else. We all sat there in silence, staring at the blank TV screen while we processed what we just witnessed. We already knew that Dr. Melendez was a monster, he basically admitted it proudly to us, but we had no idea the depths of his madness. And these were just the first two discs on the stack. What horrors lie further down? “Do we even bother to keep watching?” I asked, feeling sick to my stomach. “I don’t think we need to see any more of his disgusting experiments.”

He did not know who had the foul scent, but he was hell-bent on revealing what was going on as he was still confused. "Come on! Those Failed experiments would not get themselves shred to pieces, let us go!" He spoke and clapped his palms as the zombies started moving in a single file. He stood at a corner very close to them and watched if he would see any funny movements, when he did not, he stopped stressing himself and tapped his foot on the ground. "I have time" he murmured and watch as they moved. When they were all out of the hall, fifteen zombies walked inside the hall and began going from cage to cages, removing the nylon and empty bottles of blood and they were placing them in bigger

… Time passed as Ewan, Sanfrey, the base director, and others watched closely, not leaving for a second. It didn't take long before suddenly, one test subject let out a miserable scream before their whole body exploded. It was bloody and brutal, leaving them dead on the spot. Next, some subjects' bodies started to rot all over, turning into pools of pus. Some shriveled up into dried corpses, and some bodies began to twist and deform. All kinds of bizarre phenomena emerged one after another. But gradually, things calmed down. Over 60 managed to survive the first wave. The second wave was up next. This one would take longer.

"You were just asking me about the mechanisms inside. I need to go in to understand." Nash frowned slightly. "The things inside the lab are not easy to look at." "So that's what you're worried about," Nina realized. "It's okay. I've heard about so many unbelievable things already. Nothing can scare me now." She reassured Nash, showing her inner strength. As they walked in, she was still shocked by the cruel extent of the lab’s contents. There were human organs used for some kind of experiments and various deformed animals from failed experiments. Caged animals were screaming, with one monkey having self-harmed to the point of bleeding fingers. The smell was a mix of blood and chemicals, naus

Lights were dimmer, sounds were muffled, and the only thing she could smell was a burnt ozone that only electrical equipment could produce. After a handful of minutes, their balance returned for the most part, and they were able to walk around again. But their senses were still incredibly dull. They had to rest for a full hour before their minds had restored to normal. But while they were resting, they relocated to another floor in the lab. It was designed to be relaxing. There were a number of couches and pillows in the dark room. Instrumental music played lazily in the air. In the corner were a couple of egg-shaped enclosures, which the Admiral labeled as AniMox pods. They looked incredibl

The realization was a physical weight; ang taong pumatay at sumira para sa akin ay isa na ngayong duguang piraso ng bakal at laman. The door hissed open, and a Sovereign Physician entered, accompanied by two 'failed Ivys' who acted as mindless nurses. Seeing them up close was a different kind of torture. Ang isa sa kanila ay may tahi sa gilid ng labi, isang peklat na dapat ay nasa akin kung hindi ako nailigtas ni Dante sa labanan sa flaghip. "Iteration 248 is showing high emotional volatility," the Physician noted, his voice as flat as a dial tone. "Prepare the neural dampener. We need the Source to be pure, not contaminated by this... attachment."

The date in the corner appeared. Three weeks after the first recording. No. No. No. Mira covered her mouth. Cassian looked away. Even Seraphine's face tightened. The footage ended. Immediately. Leaving only silence. Heavy. Crushing. "What happened?" Nova whispered. Hale swallowed. Then opened the final document. A medical report. Experiment failure. Subject terminated. Age: Ten. The room went cold. Because this wasn't intelligence. This wasn't strategy. This wasn't military information.

The dust was red. There were no machines. "June " Benson whispered. His voice shook. "What year did you say it was?" June smiled, but it was not a smile. She pointed to a TV in the corner. The news was, on. The headline read: "GLOBAL BRAIN EXPERIMENT SUCCESSFUL: ALL STUDENTS REMAIN IN A SLEEP." "Benson " June asked as the walls flickered like a TV "if we are finally home then why can I still see the 'Save' icon blinking in the corner of your left eye?"

All that could be heard was their breathing as they glowered at one another, seeing hatred and anger in each other’s eyes. “If the experiment succeeds, what would it lead to?” After a long while, Mike asked. Rhea laughed. “You’re the biggest investor, and you have no idea what it will lead to? You’re not much of a businessman, are you?” Ignoring her ridicule, he asked further, “If Austin is R18, then there must be an R1, R2… R17. Where are the other test subjects? I’ve never seen them before!” “You have a good imagination, don’t you?” Rhea rolled her eyes and did not answer him.