It was never a good job to Brett. He'd only just scraped through secondary school and thanks to his difficult past, he'd never been able to settle down to what he deemed a proper job i.e. working at a desk and yelling at people. That was why he was now working as a janitor at a new science tech, which had literally sprouted out of nowhere, but no-one was going to question it's origins after it was revealed how much money was invested into it.
It was a late night and Brett was sweeping up after scientists had left hours before, as was usual. Brett hadn't really found himself at the tech, so was relatively unknown to the other workers. But it was when he heard a strange creaking that he started to look over towards Professor Lyn's room.
No one dared disturb Lyn's work, as he was known to be tetchy. It was rumoured he was a failed scientist, who had appealed to his rich brother to continue experiments at the tech. It was at that point that confused Brett so much. He'd never really known, nor had many people, what exactly the tech was for. As he slowly approached the door, ready to check the hinges he knew weren't creaking, he jumped out of his skin when a hand grasped his shoulder.
He turned to see none other than Professor Lyn staring half at Brett and half towards the door. "Fascinating, isn't it? Come, see" the Professor said, dragging Brett inside. Slowly but surely, Brett realised the professor thought he was looking inside, but before he could protest he was dragged into the maddening world of Professor Lyn.
Inside, an array of test tubes, tripods and different varieties of laboratory equipment was scattered amongst many tables in what looked like a disused classroom. But Brett had no time to look at these, as his eyes were drawn towards where he was being dragged to-a slightly large green pod. The reason it was slightly large was unknown to Brett and frankly he didn't care much for plants and was about to tell the professor this, when he spoke again "I think you can be very important in my experiment". This immediately silenced Brett. After several moments he replied "Me?"
"Who else?" the Professor replied "I need a... volunteer to push towards the next stage. Why if you weren't here, my project would be set back a long way" Brett suddenly felt a great amount of pride. "Tell me what you want doing and I'll do it" he said, brimming with confidence.
"Excellent" beamed the professor "Just sit down at that table and lay your hand near that pod" As he sat down; Brett wondered, "I meant to ask. What is that?" "A rare species" rebutted the professor "Some people thought it did not even exist on our planet...until now". The professor said this with almost a sneer. Suddenly Brett started to wonder what he'd got himself into.
"Now don't be scared" replied the professor, almost reading Brett's mind, scaring him even more. "So many people would love to be where you are now. You should be grateful". It was then that he turned to face Brett, holding a fairly small medical syringe. Brett turned white and started to feel ill. "I don't like injections" he half begged. "Oh shush. A big guy like you scared of injections. It's such a ridiculous possibility, I'm going to ignore it" Suddenly Brett started to get a bad feeling about this and was half rising out of his seat, when Professor Lyn pushed him down and hissed in his ear "I've waited a long time for this. Don't you dare let me down" And with that, in a trance like state, Brett sat back down.
The Professor then turned towards the pod and rammed the syringe with enough force to break it, yet it only just penetrated the pod. After a huge amount of effort, a small green liquid could be seen within the syringe. "Now don't be scared Brett" the professor assured, more menacingly than before "You and I are about to make history". And without hesitation, placed the syringe on Brett's arms. He then pressed the strange substance into Brett's bloodstream. The scream coming from Brett was agonising, but the professor continued until the syringe was empty.
"Now Brett" the professor said, "Just sleep. You'll need the rest..."
