Inanimate Insanity Test Tube Novels & Stories

Then, taso and the woman arrive at the first examination room. Mr taso these are the first examination room mana transmute. Ok, what do I do? It's simple Mr taso just put your arm in the hole in your right-left. Ok then. Then taso puts his hand in the hole, then the machine lit up. I will start to put my mana, Ha! Then taso uses his mana than the results came. Mr taso your mana is, Wow! Your mana is not measurable, how can this be, is the machine broken? But that's impossible ok I have decided you pass the first test, let's proceed to the next one.

Then what exactly were they doing? Ray continued forward. As more of the building entered the range of his spatial perception, the details became increasingly clear. One of the test subjects was undergoing an experiment. It was a man. He had been unconscious when he was placed inside a sealed chamber surrounded by steel plates nearly twenty inches thick. Shortly after he was locked inside, a pipe in the corner released a stream of white gas. The man immediately woke up. He began shouting and pacing around the room, visibly agitated and violent. Suddenly, the metallic collar around his neck emitted a glow, as though transmitting some kind of signal.

It was like nothing happened. The elevator doors slid open and we stepped into a large laboratory filled with people in white lab coats. “Maximus was really busy,” I murmured as looked around. I saw creatures, both grotesque and terrifying in tubes of different sizes filled with chemicals of different colours. I saw a half human and half wolf in one large tube. I walked closer and saw that its eyes were closed. It eyes flew open and I saw only pure, unadulterated and primal rage. I knew that this was a killing machine with no moral or conscience.

He snaps at her. Raven’s eyes dilate in shock, her lips going agape. Did he just curse at her? “I’ve been standing at that door, watching you do nothing but stare at this test tube for minutes and you’re telling me your mind wasn’t even fucking there?” He yanks the test tube off the holder and draws out the trash bin under the table, his eyes widen in shock at the bin before they look back at her with even more rage in them. “What is this Raven?”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “Just enjoy the test, alright? I promise to treat you to the sweetest desserts we have here in our pack.” “Desserts?!” they chimed. I nodded, smiling. It didn't take long before I finally go back to the side, allowing Uncle Josh to start the psychological test. I silently watched as the extended reality simulation began. A holographic room surrounded them, shifting to an unfamiliar environment. They were given a task—stacking delicate glass cubes into a tower while the room threw distractions at them.

No one trapped inside could escape, even if they had wings. All the labs in Base No. 1 were transparent. The one where Mr. Shaw and the others were being held was directly across from the testing chamber holding the clinical trial patients. At that moment, over a dozen people in white protective suits and gas masks entered the testing chamber, trying to subdue the patients. But those who had taken VIREXIN were all showing varying degrees of stimulation. Their mental states were unstable—practically frenzied. At the sight of people entering, one patient immediately charged forward.

DORIAN POV My calm mood has been ruined all day. Not only because of the Sword Bearer’s overprotective behavior toward Maeve, but because of how close they have become. It feels almost unbearable being caught between the two of them. My chest aches every time I catch the way Maeve and Alaric look at each other with such… possessiveness. “Damn it,” I mutter irritably. I turn my attention back to my experiment. The liquid inside the test tube boils violently, changing from deep crimson into slimy black. The stench of rotting flesh fills the entire shabby hut, which I turned into a temporary laboratory.

I open the door and they greet me while bowing, “Good Evening, Madame.” I kinda get weirded out by the gesture. “My name is Adel and I am here to deliver the ambrosia.” She tells me smiling. “Oh, come in.” I open the door wider so they can enter and follow her to the couch, “Please, sit.” The woman in black sits down on the end of the three-seater sofa while the other three stand behind her, waiting for her further instructions. I sit on the single couch beside her. The woman behind her steps forward and lays down a test tube rack with 6 test tubes with different colors of liquids- Clear White; and metallic Purple, Blue, Green, Yellow, and Pink- on the top of the coffee table.

What I saw made my blood run cold. Inside the first room, a young man was standing in the center of what appeared to be a testing chamber. His arms were outstretched, and water swirled around him, defying gravity. Scientists in white lab coats stood at the edges of the room, taking notes, adjusting dials on complex machinery. The man’s face was blank, empty, his eyes unfocused. A thrall already, perhaps, or just exhausted from being trapped here. The next window revealed a woman with sparks crackling between her fingertips. Unlike the man with water, she was fighting, screaming silently behind the glass as she tried to direct her fire toward the scientists. They seemed unconcerned, observing