Lab Rats Vanishing Novels & Stories

“If I don’t, Colton, then I’m already gone.” The silence after was so deep it felt like the room itself was holding its breath. Then, slowly, his fingers uncurled. Not because he agreed—because he had no argument left that could reach her. *** The lab was a cathedral to quiet violence—rows of glass cylinders holding dormant lives, the faint hum of refrigeration units, the slow, dying pulse of blue lights along the consoles. Savannah stood at the central interface, Mira-Eve’s containment cradle set on the dais like an altar offering.

Zyris enthusiastically replies, grinning ear-to-ear. The cafe owner chuckles in amusement. "That's good to hear. I'm quite worried about their safety though. I've heard rumors that owls are also around the area and are quite vicious. They won't attack the scientist, will they?" "Don't worry. Their presence is quite rare around the lab. The rats either die because they can't handle it, or they run away from the lab and are caught by other crows." 'What? Rats? Crows? Owls?' Xavier frowns, not understanding a single word they're saying. It could be related to the research they are working on. Are they researching the interaction between rats and crows? That's just cruel.

Chapter 9: Subject Zero Escapes and Consumes Chaos Unleashed Instantly The lab was silent, sterile, humming with vibration that seemed older than the building itself. Fluorescent lights flickered, throwing jagged shadows across coiled cables that lay like snakes across the floor. Metal benches gleamed coldly, screens reflecting back, faint green glow of data lines twisting faster than anyone can comprehended. Dr. Harrow and Ramirez were the only humans present, though neither could relax. Every monitor pulsed with erratic patterns, digital echoes of bodies that didn’t exist.

Their eyes glowed red. “I’ve got this, Mom,” Ralin said confidently. He quickly created his own air shield, adding a bit of pale green color so Leesa would know what he was doing. The rodents did not make as much noise slamming into the barrier as the crows did, but their fur sizzled more loudly than the birds’ feathers as they died. The swarm of rats kept coming, climbing up upon the bodies of their fellows to try to get at their three targets. The stench of their charred corpses was even stronger and more foul than that of the crows.

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.

The man didn't respond, just staring at the complete loss of his life's work. Quent lifted the blonde soldier’s arm over his shoulder while Jackson did the same with the other. Chloe held onto her brother, coaxing him forward with small steps. They reached the door to escape out of the lab and Chloe looked back. The lights flickered slightly as the computers continued to short circuit. The last thing she saw before they disappeared out into the night was the back of Herbert’s white lab coat as he destroyed his work.

Let me tell you it never felt more true then at this very moment. Forcing my eyes open with the bit of energy I have left, while the most awful pain I have ever felt rage through my being, feeling awfully similar to when a thousand horses tap dance on one's soul, my eyes adjust to the environment and I see a white BMW speeding away from the scene. After that my eyes began to droop shut. The fear of being left out to die slowly crept into my thoughts. The mixture of cold, excruciating pain and fear was finally enough for the darkness to swallow me like a midnight snack.

The first thing Olivera saw when she stepped into the hole where the passageway stopped was the largeness of the space, which could contain more than five thousand people. Then she saw the tubes, the boiling liquids and the lab rats. A modern lab. ‘Where are you?’ She asked the girl, needing to get out of here; it was making her nauseous. Ten more minutes here, and she might be vomiting all over the place. And there was the fact that she didn’t know when the soldiers would be waking up.

The others went back to their workstations. They decided to finish their part of the tasks and do some experiments to keep their mind off of the humanoid and to help them focus their attention on what they need to do at the moment. The research lab was filled again with the rustling of papers and tinkling of glasses. Sometimes you'll even be able to hear small explosions due to the wrong diagnosis of their experiments. This keeps the six of them busy until the end of their shift.