Hello again! You might be wondering where the next part of "Lost" is, well... I haven't been working on it. Since I don't know how to continue the story, I ask you readers to go to the story, read it, and tell me what you think happens next! Anywaaaaay... I have had a major idea in the works for a full-out Freak story, and what better way to write a Freak Fortress story than by introducing a possibly dangerous new freak? This storyline runs along with IDA's Project FREAK, but never collides with it. Yet. I have talked with IDA and they are fine with me writing this story. Shoutout to IDA for being really helpful!
I was walking home one day, carrying groceries and some electrical parts for one of my projects, when my wife called me and told me they had a special exhibit at the museum today, a biology exhibit. Me, not being able to resist science, dropped off the groceries and went to the museum to see what was happening. After I arrived at the museum, I saw a sign pointing to "BIOLOGY EXHIBIT" in bold blue letters. I walked slowly to the exhibit, looking at all the marvels our museum had, and ancient helmet from Rome, a spear from some unknown place across the seas... So many things to look at. When I finally arrived at the exhibit, I saw a man in a slightly blue tinged labcoat, wearing strikingly blue gloves. He saw me and waved me over, and for some reason, my stomach decided to bottom out, leaving me suspicious of what this man might do. Anyways, I walked over to him, and he looked up at me, with a rather... Maniacal smile.
"Do you vant to help me with zhis project for ze museum?" I only assumed he was German, as he couldn't seem to pronounce his 'th's or 'w's. "Depends, what are you planning on doing?" I hesitantly reply. "Vell... I figured out a vay to make living creatures survive fires and electrical shocks, not like sparks, but red hot infernos and lightning strikes." He replies, rubbing the back of his head. "If you soak ze subject in vater and Carbonoleum, an element I discovered recently, electricity doesn't seem to affect zhem, and zhey can't be lit on fire, for approximately until zhey take a shower." I stroke my beard, thinking. "Prove it, then I might help." He glances at me, and picks up a bottle and squints at it, trying to read the chicken scratch German on the label. He then grabbed a dropper and put a small amount in some water, and carefully stirred it. He took a scrap of cloth and dumped the mixture on it, and pulled out a blowtorch, lit it, and the cloth slightly charred a bit. It didn't light on fire either.
"Well, what does me being in this 'Project' entail?" I question. "I vill put you in a flame retardant suit and put a layer of cloth around you zhat has been soaked in the mixture, and ve vill see if it burns." "Hmm. So, what's your name?" He looks up and pushes his glasses up closer to his eyes. "You can call me ze Medic." He looks down again to measure the precise amount of mixture required to make the cloth relatively soaked.
"How exactly does this mixture-" "Vater and Carbonoleum." "Yeah, Carbonadium, well... How does it stop fire from starting?" He looks back up at me. "I don't know... It must be a marvel of science!" That's when a dove flew from a cage I hadn't noticed earlier, and crashed into a tarp I assumed was covering another work in progress exhibit, but it turned out to be a weird machine with several dials and a large nozzle on it. "ARCHIMEDES! NO!" The Medic yelled at the dove, causing me to flinch backwards, tripping and smashing my head into some rebar that was holding one of the walls up. My vision instantly went dark.