The Experiment

I'm gonna start this story off by saying that I'm not usually one to post stories like this; but this story in particular is one that I think needs to posted here.

I was working in my lab, around 2 AM or so (I should mention that I'm a biologist), and out of the corner of my eye I spotted something... moving. "Hello?" I called, to be greeted with nothing but silence. I grabbed my shotgun and turned the corner, but as I did so, I caught a stench, burning deep in my nostrils like a blazing grease fire. A goopy liquid fell from the ceiling, landing on my shoe. The liquid was a putrid green color, smelling of the countless brutal deaths from the battlefield. Was this a dream, me thinking back to my time as a soldier? I pinched myself as hard as I could, and looked down at my hands. This had to be real life, but this stench was still bugging me. Why was it so familiar? I looked up to find the source of the goo, when I saw something scamper away.

I left my laboratory, and out into the graveyard of creatures experimented on. I'm not gonna say that what I'm doing is ethical, but it really isn't. My last experiment had also gone missing, an attempt to merge a human with a spider, to make a real life spider man. The result didn't survive, but if this that creature having left it's cell, I think it's safe to say that I'm screwed. I grabbed for my flashlight, only to find that it had gone missing. I let my eyes adjust for a second or two, and walked over to where I thought I saw something behind a gravestone. It's then that I saw it; an eerie sight, a sight that no man should have to witness. He slowly rose, when suddenly, to my surprise...

He did the mash (he did the monster mash).

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Credited to DogaLover 

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