Lab Rats 2 Novels & Stories

“Fuck. Are there investment slots?” Nathaniel chuckled quietly, clearly amused, as he guided her deeper into the lab. They stopped at the animal testing section, where rows of glass cages lined the wall. Inside them, laboratory rats lay under observation. Cassie’s smile faded instantly. Their tiny bodies trembled. Legs stiff. Movements limited. The paralysis was unmistakable. Nathaniel’s voice remained calm, precise, almost surgical. “This is where it begins.” A small group of professionals gathered around them, their attention snapping fully to Nathaniel as he made introductions. “This is Robert Gath,” he said. “Head of research.”

Harper and Joseph both were tired when they reached their home. They both slouched as soon as they entered their apartment. Then both of their mobile notification went off at the same time. They were confused and looked at each other. They both took out their mobile and checked it. Joseph got the notification ''Tiger_77 has started following you'' while Harper got one ''Josh♡ has started following you'' on I*******m. Both of them took a long sigh at the same time. Harper and Joseph were surprised at the sync so, they ended up laughing.

The one in the center was yelling the verses in an unknown language. Despite the terrifying scene, that could leave anyone lax, the big-brown rats were running and jumping around with no care in the world. They were busy measuring one corner to another and at times, were stealing the preserved meal in the forgotten containers. Their holes, although, were dug outside the cave, yet they found the forbidden zone interesting to explore. The only thing that was stopping them from bringing down the shelves was an electric sensation passing through the rusted metal. Whenever any rat touched the rack, it dies on the next instant due to shock. It was obvious that some kind of magic was cast to repel

He had a flashback to these two lab rats. They were the ones Helma had scratched off the roster. Officially, they were goners. Reality painted a different picture; these two were in tip-top shape, taking to the meds like ducks to water. They had not shown any signs of kicking up a fuss during the trials, and the Glacier toxin was on the down low. After they got the axe from the list, they were stashed away in a top-secret lab upstairs. Back then, Leon did not get Helma's game plan and did not pry.

The rat stops moving at once. But then it starts to gasp and move in jerky movements like Hyperion did. Its skin soon gets ripped like Hyperion did too, and the fur coming out of the rat has the same rough texture. It squeals, but it almost feels like it’s not out of pain. It’s almost like the rat is having fun with it. It even hisses and snaps at me. The pieces are starting to come together now. Drake injects a different liquid into the rat, turning it back into its normal snippy self. Our eyes meet.

"What's happening down there?" "Um, um!" Henry stuttered. "Rats!" Jack said, and Henry shot him a surprised look. "There are rats in the lab! Lots of them." "Rats?" Mr. Richard said, sounding alarmed. Jack and Henry nodded. "Yes, dad," said Henry. "God knows I can't stand rats!" Mr. Richard said, entering his office as one of his guards opened the door for him. "Now's your chance to run!" Jack whispered. "Dude, find out why he's here!" Henry whispered back and headed for the lab.

The one who has been screaming, uttered with a wide gaze, drawing closer to the bar. I stared at both women, noticing how filthy they looked in their ragged clothes. Even their cell was messy, like it has never been cleaned in a long time. This shows that Jeremy stayed true to his words. He didn't just keep these lab rats away from his experiments, but abandoned them to face their problems by themselves. They're miserable. "You're that crazy Alpha's doll," The second pointed, tossing her vibrator aside, and pulling herself closer to the bar. "Tell us... Did they get the drugs? Is the cure ready? Will the Alpha set us free?" She asked, scratching her body.

beep and parted the floor, which lead to what seemed like an old elevator-like path, that was now replaced with a ladder. He placed the bottom of the torch in his mouth and climbed downwards. The floor closed back in shape above him as he continued placing one foot lower than the other on each metal strip. His last step landed him in a laboratory. It was Larry’s fourth visit to Williams’ lab. Alot of renovations had been made to increase the security of the place. He traced the light switch with his torch and turned it on. He caught sight of a creature pacing aggressively in a transparent box chamber, with its canines exposed as though preparing for a blood meal. Larry approached the glass

His body condition felt like a withered vegetable—there was no energy left in his body even for a groan. They entered in a very ample chamber. He had no way of confirming but thought they were in a very large laboratory. There were some devices around that he couldn’t recognize and perceive the use of. There was a huge blackboard on the right of the room, written on it was ‘Stage 1’. On the left side were assorted colors of liquids placed in varying sizes of beakers and graduated cylinders. In the middle to the front of the room, there were also people lying on a stretcher, all unconscious.