Dr. Harris was looking puzzled as he discussed with the guard who had contacted him about forty minuted ago."Wait, you haven't seen him? He went in about forty minutes ago"Dr. Harris was becoming irritated, "I haven't seen anyone Philip". "A moment please", the guard said. He began barking orders into the device in his hands."Maybe he got lost somewhere, I've asked officer Hernandez to locate him, just be patient Dr.", the guard smiled. This Godforsaken complex that was built like a maze he wondered, even the architect who drew this design was bound to get lost.The device on the guard's belt buzzed and he lifted it calmly."Any news?""Negative sir. Err should we search the security feed?", the officer on the other line inquired. Officer Philip was reluctant to blow a case of a missing scientist out of proportion. He responded, "I don't think that will be necessary yet". Then an idea popped into his head. He walked to place Dr. Harris had moved to. He was talking with another sci

Dr. Alexis Monroe's lab was an intricate dance of stainless steel and humming machinery, a testament to the boundaries she pushed in the realm of genetic engineering. Under the sterile glow of overhead lights, Alexis meticulously worked on her latest creation – a crocodile-snake hybrid, its sleek scales blending seamlessly with the crocodilian armor. From beneath the razor sharp teeth, the two forked reptilian tongue of a snake curled in and out in a hissing fashion.The creature, nestled in a secure enclosure, moving with a sinuous grace that defied the traditional boundaries of the animal kingdom.Her colleague, Dr. Mark Thompson, a fellow genetic engineer, observed the captivating blend between biology and technology from across the lab. Mark's eyes sparkled with a mixture of admiration and curiosity as Alexis adjusted the parameters on a control panel, fine-tuning the genetic composition of the hybrid."Alexis, this is incredible. The intricacy of the genetic splicing is beyond an

Officer Philip was looking dejected. In one night, he has made two very costly mistakes. Not one, but two! In the world of security, it was completely unacceptable. How on earth did a seasoned officer like him allow a man pass through him twice in one night.The only redeeming feature about this night was the fact that he had discovered the body of the scientist trapped in her own experimental tank. Whether the strange man was responsible for this, Philip could not tell, although he suspected that the man might be involved somehow.Oh Lord, may she survive, prayed silently. It was very clear that his job depended on that outcome. The police department had swooped in as soon as news of the incidence had gotten out and the chief himself had rushed down to the facility. This was a very high profile mess. A journalist was now walking towards him."Oh, well, can this night not get any worse", he thought within himself. Anything but the pressure of the press was what he needed right now."A

Emily Turner's frantic gasps echoed in the tank, her pulse racing in tandem with the alarming thrum of the needlefish tank's filters. She'd been inadvertently locked in, left isolated among the piscine inhabitants that soon turned aggressors."These fishes are naturally peaceful", she thought as she struggled. "This aggressive behavior have been induced". The Indonesian needlefish, now looking sleek and menacing, darted around her, their silvery bodies catching the glint of the lab's artificial lights.Emily's panicked screams reverberated, but her calls for help remained unheard, swallowed by the sterile walls of the sealed tank in the laboratory.Minutes stretched endlessly, each passing second etching terror deeper into her being. She fought to fend off the relentless assault of needle-like snouts, the piercing bites scoring her skin as she struggled against the relentless onslaught. With every lash of their razor-sharp beaks, pain exploded in waves through her body."God please sa

Roooooooooooar!!!The animal in chains was tugging dangerously at the extra heavy iron chains that secured it neck and feet. This was 900 pound lion-gorrila hybrid. A gorilla with the head of an African lion. The beast pounded its chest angrily and roared again.Earlier that day, and about seven hours before Monte Pizarro had began stalking Emily Turner, Dr. Palmer had been facing this monster of an animal.This special hydrid had been shipped to England by Alexis Monroe. This was one of the flagship of Alexis research work over the years. The use of genetically engineered animals was nothing new at all. For ten years now, certain animals have been engineered to perform certain functions to near perfection.Certain species of worker bees had been modified to produce pure honey in very large quantities in factories, almost without the interference of humans. In Africa, wall geckos twice their normal size had been modified to feed mostly on mosquitoes. This had eliminated the need for t