Spike Lab Rats Novels & Stories

Whether she has powers or not, I'll find out about that later. "Do you want to carry out your plan, Mizu?" I looked at Mizu, but she still didn't move. "Mizu, what's wrong with you?" I called her name again. "Do you know anything else about the spider." Mizu was looking at the more and more spiders. "Yes, they go towards the light and away from the darkness." "Dark? Why?" I asked, when I heard Adnan's explanation. "Spiders were developed in a lab with high-level shiny areas. So they stay away from darkness." Adnan said to me. I just nodded my head. However, what is my advantage after knowing about this.

A noise report. My jaw tightened. I felt it then…heat crawling up my neck, rage licking at my control. “There’s nothing down there for you,” I said evenly. “The basement houses laboratory specimens. I have permits.” “Specimens?” he echoed. “Yes,” I replied without missing a beat. “Genetically sensitive laboratory rats. A special breed. Highly reactive. Harmful if mishandled.” It wasn’t even a lie. Not entirely. The officer didn’t look convinced. “I’ll need to verify that,” he said, stepping closer. “Unlock the door.”

However, contrary to expectations, the display fizzled out from just a light jab from Frank, and it even blew up in flames. Shocked, the scientist promptly put out the fire, while Frank smiled in wry amusement and apologized. "Sorry, I was holding back, but it's just more fragile than I thought!" The scientist was left speechless. So that was why Igor was insistent that a bigwig be their lab rat—such freaky physical data would be unmatched, even among the rest of the world! In short, this man was the best lab rat! And over the remaining tests, Frank's results surpassed the norm by a country mile.

I said, “every experiment in this lab gets tested on you first. Before any volunteer. Before any animal trial. You.” I leaned close. “You are my lab rat now.”

*SQQQUUEEEKK! the remaining Rats is not giving up their comrade and attack too but we successfully block them *SQQUUUEEEE..* and another Big Rat has been slain! Art gather another set of water for the next attack of rats *SQQUEEEK!!!!* the remaining Big Rat is more enraged than before and attacks us in front! both of them jumps towards us but the Rat is just an animal even though it is mutated a little, its brain was focus on its primal nature and attacks us without caring about anything

"The Academy doesn't reward 'unexpected interactions.' We reward mastery. If this draft is functional, you pass. If not, you're in detention until the Masquerade." He dipped the pipette into the purple swirling void, drawing out a single, glowing drop. "The test subject," Thorne barked, gesturing to the cage of lab rats at the end of the bench. He selected a standard, white-furred rodent - Subject 42 - and deposited the drop onto its tongue. The reaction was instantaneous.

Leighton explained from the side, “I think there’s some kind of soundwaves targeted at large fish to prevent fish from attacking the research base. They can prevent fish from approaching within a set range. When they need to conduct experiments, they’ll emit another kind of soundwave that attracts the fish to approach. Sebastian is very familiar with these things. Many secret labs from various countries in the world also attract creatures this way.” Nicole nodded. She did not understand much about these things, and she could not intuitively judge whether it was cruel or not. Technological progress required constant experimentation, which required countless failures and sacrifices, be it huma

The animals are anesthetized one by one after the surgery is complete and the organs have been removed. Jayden hurriedly dissected the animal by first skinning it, then cutting the part below the neck and cutting it so that the contents of the internal organs of the research animal were immediately visible. Rats are widely used as research animals because the rat's body organs are similar to humans. Jayden had no trouble at all to find two kidneys and a liver.

It led not up, but down, deep into the building’s bowels. The lower level was a revelation. It was the building’s skeleton, damp concrete, snaking pipes, the groan of distant machinery, but it had been modified. New conduits ran along the ceiling. Small cameras, their red LEDs like watching insect eyes, tracked their progress from corners. As they moved down a narrow corridor, a calm, digital voice issued from a hidden speaker. “Variable pair demonstrates cohesive movement. Stress response elevated. Proceed to evaluation chamber one.” They were rats in a maze, and the scientist was narrating their run.

I was already so anxious doing this, that I didn’t need Nancy asking if she could help so she could act as a support system. I acted fast. I bent the cage of the rat at an angle so it would stay at the right bottom, then I pressed the syringe into its neck. It squirmed and shrieked, but that was normal for rats who received foreign substances in their body. It would take a moment for the drug to set in. And it did set in. The rat started to shriek and thrash against the cage, so fiercely and strongly, like a deep and strong force within it wanted to erupt. I watched the whole scene, transfixed. One minute the rat was thrashing violently against the cage, and the next minute it dropped dead,