Lab Rats Billy Unger Novels & Stories

I asked, and he sighed. "Things have stalled i the negotiations, as you already know, but lately I have had the nagging feeling of being watched, followed, spied," he said, and I sat on my chair. "Now, I just got some intel today about an underground lab, a lab that is hidden to the naked eye, and where they took the rest of the subjects they were experimenting on," Roger said, and it was like a bucket of ice-cold water being dropped over me. I had the impression that we had rescued all of the superaturals being held by those bastards.

It’s dingy and the air feels dry despite having liquids randomly dripping from the clammy ceiling. Slowly, he started hearing screams mixed with guffaws… must be from pleasure of watching someone in pain. Along the sticky walls are cells of deranged people which were once sane. They were tortured until they lost all of their reasonings and just became one of Mr. Hunt’s lab rats—experiments which never worked. Kaiser focused his attention towards the light at the end of the tunnel-like cell, trying not to get distracted by the figures humping and twisting, groaning with lust.

Days could literally fly by with the blink of an eye. Ignascha suddenly got to his feet and tapped Diesel’s head to get his attention. Diesel grabbed onto me and drew me close to his warm body when two white-uniformed people come out to grab the nearest person, a small boy, and drag him back inside kicking and screaming. Only when they were gone did Diesel loosen his grip on me. “One rule around here you should know is to never stand by the doors when they open” Ignascha spoke while still keeping his eyes on them “they take people down to a room under the floor inside there and experiment on you. They breed us to dissect the children and see how everything works."

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.

"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.

Our chief of security assured me that breaking into our labs was next to impossible, but it didn't help dispose of the restlessness inside me. A few more days had passed, and we had another reason to celebrate. We cured our lab rats, and although none of them had a disease as problematic to treat as cancer, we could now officially declare that our method passed the second stage. We had our little party inside the laboratory right after reading the final test results. The next day, Callan took me on another date so we could celebrate my success—just the two of us.

After she died, he had been utterly aggrieved as well. Hence, in the years following the plague when his mister could not find anyone to experiment on, he mustered up the courage amid his depressed state to volunteer himself as the lab rat. When his mister injected the drugs into his body one at a time, the worst outcome he thought would befall him was death. However, he did not lose his life. On the contrary, he became hyper-stimulated. He tried hiding his shameful habits, but his dedication and love moved his mister. Hence, his mister taught him everything he had learned in his lifetime. The living fossil ultimately became a famous doctor.

When they noticed the rat jumping around in the box, they all gasped. “OMG. It worked.” Trisha screamed. “It’s alive.” Dalett dashed towards the box. “You’re alive.” “I still cannot believe it.” Selena said. She began laughing. “Guys, it worked. It really worked.” Their celebration came to an end when they heard a knock on the door. “Selena.” They could hear Hania’s voice. Selena told the girls to keep the rat, book, and everything else used in the experiments. She approached and unlocked the door.

Elsa looked down at the container and laughed softly, way too relaxed for my comfort. “Relax,” she said. “They’re just lab rats.” My face twisted instantly. “Lab what?” She laughed again, clearly enjoying my reaction now. “A friend of mine teaches biology at a college nearby. He asked me to keep them overnight because they were fumigating the lab.” She lifted the container slightly in her arms. Another scratching sound came from inside the box. I wrapped my arms around myself so fast it almost embarrassed me. “You know I hate rats,” I muttered under my breath.

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