The person who lay on the hospital bed in the city central hospital when James entered, looked nothing like his wife Emily Turner. Emily who was attacked by multiple modified Indonesian needlefish endured numerous puncture wounds, potentially deeper and more widespread compared to a single normal needlefish attack.On the hospital bed, post operation where Emily lay, she was displayed in a series of stitched and bandaged wounds across her body, especially around her limbs and torso. The overall effect gave off the idea of a badly mutilated rag doll. The kind of thing you might read about or see in a horror movie, but this was no movie, this was the city's central hospital and James was struggling to process the image of the damaged figure he was looking at.Just a few weeks ago, Ethan their son had been excited about the prospect of his mother finally returning home. The house was just not the same without his mother and although his dad performed his fatherly duties to a fault,
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
Toby was seated on a small chair just outside the security check office, waiting for officer Philip who was still talking to another officer.He wondered why he was still being held in the complex when all he wanted to do was be in the hospital. He had to see Emily and seating here waiting, was making him nervous.The news tonight had exploded like as bomb in his head , much like everyone else. Toby had fixed a date this night with a girl he had met at karaoke a few weeks ago, after several rescheduling due to the gruelling demands of working with Emily Turner."This work will change the course of history", he could still recall Emily saying to him. She had made him, or rather he had sacrificed those date nights in order to help her in the laboratory, and now this?Sometimes Toby wondered if he was in-love with the researcher. For Eight long months he had come into the Lab at awkward hours at the request of Emily. "Toby, I know how much of your life you have given up for me. Not that
Monte Pizzaro wrapped the black rosary gently in his palm and made the sign of the cross. He had been watching the designated window for an hour now. He sucked air into his nostrils in a controlled manner and exhaled after holding for a few seconds.This was a part of his preparation routine. Monte recalled how the events of the night had panned out. Not so bad he reasoned, except the prey had somehow found a way to survive despite the skills of the predator. He pulled his sleeves up and studied the engraving on his watch."If we are not monsters, then we are food"Tonight however, Monte knew he was no food. He remembered the numerous times in his past life when he had been weak. The times when he had been food to the hungry predators of the world."Not tonight", he thought, "Not forever".Science had to go. Science had been responsible for the loss of his young family. Science had made him weak, it had made him vulnerable, but not anymore. He looked around him at the unsuspecting pas
"Death smiles at us all, all a man can do is smile back.” — Marcus Aurelius. 1. In the quiet of the night, shadows clung to the edges of the scientist's house. The assassin, a silhouette of deadly intent, slipped through the darkness with a predatory grace. The air was thick with tension as he approached the target's residence, moving with a cat-like stealth. He had come all the way from Milan to perform this act of penance. "This is God's work", he thought. "I am nothing but the handmaid of the lord" Inside, the renowned scientist, Dr. Emily Turner, suspected nothing. She sat in her study, surrounded by shelves filled with scientific journals and the soft hum of the computer analyzing data from her latest experiment. The only sound was the tapping of keys and occasional murmurs of approval as she reviewed her findings. The assassin, clad in black, observed from the shadows, patiently waiting for the opportune moment. He had meticulously planned this mission, studying Dr. Turner
Twenty four hours earlier, Dr. Emily Turner had spoken at the International Conference On Science Technology And Management. Which was an annual scientific convention, organized by the International Academic of Science Technology Engineering and Management (IASTEM) in France.In the grand auditorium, bathed in the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, Dr. Emily Turner stepped up to the podium. The hum of anticipatory chatter among the attendees gradually hushed as all eyes turned toward the eminent researcher. The stage was set for a discourse that promised to transcend the boundaries of conventional scientific thought.Dr. Emily who was a distinguished figure in the field of evolutionary biology, began by acknowledging the intellectual curiosity that brought the diverse audience together. Her voice, measured and resonant, echoed through the hall, carrying a weight that demanded attention.Emily began, "As we stand on the precipice of an ever-changing future, we must confront the undeni
3.The grand auditorium in Paris echoed with the lingering applause as Dr. Emily Turner concluded her presentation. Among the enthralled audience was Dr. Alexis Monroe her long time friend and colleague who was equally versed in the mysteries of genetics. Dr. Alexis had flown out from England to attend this presentation by her friend and partner and she was more than impressed with tonight's presentation.As the audience dispersed, Emily and Alexis found themselves in the bustling corridor, surrounded by the murmur of excited discussions. Alexis, with an eager smile, approached Emily."Emily, that was an extraordinary presentation! You managed to illuminate evolution in a way that's both profound and accessible," Alexis exclaimed."Thank you, Alexis! I'm thrilled that it resonated with everyone," Emily replied, her eyes reflecting a mix of satisfaction and anticipation.The corridor buzzed with the energy of the convention, but Emily motioned for Alexis to join her in a quieter corner
“Dr. Turner?”Emily turned around, peeling her eyes from the monocular microscope she had been peering into over the past half hour. That was the voice of her assistant Toby. She gave him a weak smile. Toby had been Emily’s assistant for seven months now, and he had proved himself invaluable to her.Toby who started as a brilliant science intern, had seamlessly blended curiosity with intellect in the lab. His adept problem-solving and innovative approaches caught the attention of the research team. Recognizing his potential, Emily had swiftly recommended him to the board and they had offered him a permanent position. He had the unwritten duty of looking after her lab affairs which most times included telling her when to take a break from lab work.“You have been working too hard these past few weeks”, Toby said. Emily smiled again, but this time the smile was big and cheerful.“I know Toby, but all these will benefit mankind. These findings will be talked about for years to come”, Emi