Novel & Cerita Lab Rats Vanishing

Since becoming Adrian's mate, I hadn't touched any healing equipment or raw materials for years, and my skills had grown rusty. Unwilling to disappoint the hopeful Elder, I spent more than ten hours a day in the research lab. The high-intensity research work consumed all my time, leaving me no energy to dwell on the chaotic world of packs and power I had left behind. My colleagues were dedicated, all of us striving toward the noble goal of conquering werewolf ailments. There was only professional collaboration between us, no betrayal or deception. I was already falling in love with this new life. Before I knew it, half a year had passed.

~~ Alex~~ No fucking way. I stared at the CCTV feed from the Saito compound, and for a second, I honestly thought my brain was glitching. The entire lab was on fire no, not just on fire, it was erasing itself. Walls collapsing, metal melting, alarms screaming through the static. One second there were walls and men and machines; the next, it was just fire eating everything like it had been waiting for this moment. I leaned closer, blinking through the smoke distortion on-screen. “No… fucking… way.”

It had been close to forty seconds but it felt like they had been waiting for several minutes. “I don't think it is working.” Ryan sighed. “It has only been forty seconds, son.” Grey glanced at him. “I know, I know but...” “Hold on,” Grey raised his hand and then called his attention to the rat. Ryan stopped and looked at the subject on the desk. The rat started to move from side to side, making horrible sounds. His tiny eyes swelled, becoming bigger and bigger. The same thing happened to its belly and tiny legs. It swelled and its color morphed into crimson.

“You mean one of these could be that passage book?” “Yes. And Ruin used one of those passage books to enter the place where they were preparing the people for experiments. That’s where I found Ash with the others, so I can guarantee you, it’s real,” I said, reopening the book that I was examining before. “But there were many people. When I say many, I mean almost thirty percent were there of their own free will.” “What? Why would someone go and become a lab rat on will?” I shrugged. “Money? Power? Some sort of self-sacrificial preaching? They are getting something out of it. Some benefit from the experiments. That is why they were there.”

The surrounding researchers returned to their work, treating Natasha as if she were invisible. After a long time, Natasha placed the lab rat in the observation box and carefully recorded various observations. Then, she handed the data sheet to Ronald. "Take a look." Ronald gave her a scornful smile. "So persistent. Your proportions are wrong. No matter what, it will be a failure." As he spoke, he looked down at the data sheet in his hands. Hold on a minute… Immediately, Ronald ran to the observation box, carefully checking the various data. He muttered to himself, "The tumor is completely gone..."

The two women reluctantly agreed. Number one lab was a huge windowless room. All the spaces and three room length benches were taken up by literally hundreds of cages of all types – some of a sealed-glass construction with their own private air-conditioning and filtration units, but most of the standard open mesh type. Hundreds of pairs of eyes, mostly small, red and beady, turned to stare at us as we entered. There must have been between fifteen hundred and two thousand animals in that room altogether – mostly mice, ninety per cent of them mice, I should have guessed, but also about a hundred rabbits and the same of guinea pigs. From what I could see they all seemed in good health.

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.

Byron hadn’t called anyone on the phone. But his mental state had not changed he was still insane. He hadnt abducted anyone yet, but he still did his experiments. “All of my rats have gone missing, as if they knew I was after them as if they were saved by an angel.” Byron said, holding a rat with his two hands tightly preventing it from breathing. Byron then looked up at the ceiling, Agent lunga controlled the robo bugs to try and hide them.

After mercilessly flinging me onto the ground, Christopher patted my face and said mockingly, "I know you're about to die, and I also know you don't want to die in the basement. "But I just want you to find no peace even in death. After all, a rat should die in its own rat hole. Don't worry. I'll take good care of Eliza and everything in this family. So, you can just go ahead and die!" With that, he laughed heartily and left. The basement door slammed heavily shut, and darkness swallowed me once more. I crossed my arms and hugged my own body. The cold and pain closed in around me. In the final moments before my awareness slipped away, all I felt was regret. If only I could have died under th

“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.”