Secret Lab Batman Novels & Stories

"I will try, sir." After saying that, Laura returned to her room in the castle. At this point, Ethan goes down to a secret cellar explicitly built for experimenting with werewolves. The basement was as dark as ink, with no light at all. But Ethan went through the tunnel with ease. Near the end of the tunnel, there was a little light. Ethan entered a room full of research equipment. He took a quick look at the situation in the room; it seemed that the experiment had failed again this time. Looking at the man in the white shirt sitting in a corner, his eyes blank, Ethan approached him and said: "Failed again, Cuthbert?"

--- The second level was different. No offices. No furniture. Only rooms with reinforced doors. Lucas examined one. “Laboratory.” I looked through the glass. Empty. There were old monitoring devices inside. Human testing equipment. My stomach tightened. “Were people tested here?” Viktor didn't answer. “Viktor.” “Yes.” “Who?” “Analysts.” “Only analysts?” He hesitated. “No.” I stared at him. “How many?” “I don't know.” “You always know.” “Not anymore.”

"They pay top credits for a long-term rent on an annexe sub-level. Originally designed for storage of archives. He's fitted it out as a lab." A lab to what?" Anton barked, his tone strained. The near-kiss was a fire in his mind, its energy redirected now into a cold, biting focus. "The prototype is code. A line of code.". "Code that needs to be hidden, isolated space in order to be used as a weapon," Sabe answered, stopping in front of an empty, reinforced steel door. He removed a magnetic keycard from his wallet, blank and unlabeled. "He's not just hiding it. He's combining it. Preparing it for resale."

When I got back, her face was still on the screen and it didn’t take me long to find it in the pile of missing persons. I caught myself shaking a little as I started the tape again. After the titles, the camera cut to another part of the studio that was made up to look like a mad scientist’s lab. Frothing beakers of dry ice and water, a crackling Jacob’s ladder on a big metal table in front of a painted backdrop made to look like old and cracked stonework. Boris took a big swig from a bottle marked poison, and then wiped his mouth with his sleeve. I could make out spots of blood spatter against the back of his hand and the cuff of his shirt.

Gregory stated to the officer, who pick up the phone to call and verify. “You two are clear, take the elevator straight ahead and go to B1.” The security guard grunted while handing us passes to hang around our necks. Once we were in the elevator I said, “So a basement lab, huh?” “Yes, it makes it easier to control the lighting that could damage the paper and inks that Doctor Schmidt works with.” “I see” I stated nodding my head. “And you should know Doctor Schmidt is human and he doesn’t know I am a vampire, we attended graduate school together a few years back.”

Mark was still up there, so I couldn't take any action here, or neither he nor I could walk out alive. I sneaked into that room secretly. According to the things inside, it was a lab. They seemed to have recently moved here, as the lab was particularly crude and poorly equipped. There were a bunch of vials, bottles, and some test reports on the table. While I was copying all the data, my eyes fell on a bottle of medicine labeled "M-1". This might be the clue I had been looking for. Leo reminded me in my mind, "Hurry up, Derek. We don't have much time."

" While speaking, they arrived at the underground lab. Although it was daytime, the underground lab was well-lit but still seemed dark. The security measures here were comparable to a secure facility. Each door was weighty, and all were burglar-proof. They could only be opened after Ashton inputted his fingerprint. After passing through several doors, Ashton pointed to a brightly lit room filled with various instruments. "This is the laboratory. Lynch, I've cleared out everyone else for your sake. I've left only two henchmen. Don't disappoint me."

He had done it on purpose to find out the hidden secrets in her biological makeup. Leonard sat at his lab station, his mind filled with memories swirling around him. His hands moved quickly and skillfully, working with various scientific tools and equipment. There were many tubes and beakers all over the counter, each one bubbling with different colorful liquids. Leonard's eyes sparkled with excitement and a hint of madness as he picked up a small tube that glowed a bright blue.

I didn’t possess any special powers! “There’s a hidden lab here,” said Zephyrus, and all three of them rushed to check. With Romanov reduced to a rat, it was upon us to rescue the prisoners. He followed us around dejectedly, unable to help us in any way. As we went inside, a shudder went down my spine. We soon realized what she used the room for. It was her studio where she experimented and performed her black magic. There were fuming, colorful liquids in test tubes arranged in one corner. A counter nearby had crystals of all shapes and sizes, human bones and skulls, and many such objects lying about. The place reeked of blood and medicines, the stench too suffocating for me to linger there.

Baby Zetty said, “If you don’t believe me, take me for a tour of your laboratory.” Without raising any objection, the security guard took Baby Zetty to the Poison Doctor’s laboratory. The laboratory’s door was unlocked. There was no smell of smoke nor fire coming from the inside. It seemed like the laboratory had not been used for a long time. Baby Zetty sneered and said, “It seems like your Poison Doctor has used up her creative power. It’s a waste to equip her with such a great laboratory.”