Henry Wu ran down the corridor after Benjamin Morris. "Morris, you son of a bitch!" He shouted.
Morris turned around and chuckled. "What seems to be the problem now, Wu? You got what you wanted. Didn't you?" His lips curled into a sly smile as he spoke.
"This was never what I wanted and you know that! I didn't want people to die over this! You're a monster!" Wu shouted towards Morris. "If you don't let them go, I'm quitting and going straight to the media!"
Morris turned again, this time more slowly, and walked towards Wu. He stared long and hard at him, matching his gaze. His deep, cold, blue eyes burned in his soul. And with his dry, raspy lips, Morris uttered one single word, very hushed so that no one else could hear it, but enough so that Henry's eyes widened. He stiffened and become very silent.
"If you don't do what I tell you to, then you will lose everything. I can guarantee that." Morris said smirking. "Remember, you're a good Scientist. You've done more than anyone else ever has in your field. And at such a young age too. You can't afford to mess it all up now." He said coolly before walking away towards the control room.
Wu stood still, watching Morris walk away. He was shaking on the spot, petrified. People walked past him, either unaware of him, or they were smart enough not to care. It took a few minutes for him to regain his senses. That bastard, Wu thought. He couldn't believe him. This went against everything that he had been working for. When he was brought on this project, it was to finally fulfill his dreams that Hammond had once promised him. But never did he once think that his creations would be used like this.
"Is everything all right, Dr. Wu?" a voice asked.
Wu, startled, turned around to look. "Oh, uh Sally. Hey, uh, yea, yea I'm-I'm fine." Wu said.
Dr. Sally Fritz is a young, slender woman with dark, red hair. She wore a pair of small, blue, rectangular glasses. Her eyes were the prettiest shade of blue Wu had ever seen, and he often tried not to stare too long. She gave Wu an annoyed look. "It was Morris again, wasn't it? I swear to God, one of these days he's going to get it, just you wait and see."
"Sally, please, it's ok. Really I'm fine." Wu said. He knew if he didn't calm her down now, it would become as pointless as trying to put a fire out with gasoline.
"No! It's not ok! I don't know what his beef is with you, but nothing gives that creature the right to attack you like this!" Sally said.
"Sally, just drop it. Please?" Wu said. He was starting to get worried now, and Sally must've noticed too, because she calmed down right away.
"Ok, ok. But one of these days though-" She started.
"I know, I know." Wu said. He knew she was only trying to help, but he couldn't have anyone involved in this. No one could know about this or else. He shuttered to think about what Morris said. "Sally, I need to get some rest. I'm going to head to my quarters."
"Ok, I just wish you would let me in sometimes. You know a handsome man like you shouldn't keep everything to himself." She smiled.
Wu's heart fluttered just a smidge, but only a smidge. He liked Sally a lot and he knew that she liked him, but there was too much at stake. He couldn't get himself into a relationship right now and risk losing someone else he loved. The only thing he could do was keep doing the job the Morris gave him.
When he finally arrived at his room, he walked over to the coffee pot and started it up. There was a picture frame of his daughter and him together at the park, lying on the countertop in front of him. He picked it up, slowly moving his thumb along her face. He missed her so much and only wished that he could see her again.
Her name was Emily, and she was only 8 years old. Her mother died shortly after her birth, and since then Henry had been on his own looking out for her. He took her to school and as long as she did well, he would bring her to the park on a regular basis. She always enjoyed the Petting Zoo. The baby triceratops was her favorite. They would normally go out for ice cream soon afterwards. She would always get the Frozen Trike Blast, which was a combination of chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, and an orange sherbet, which was formed in the shape of a triceratops head, and he would always get a double scoop of chocolate and marshmallow. Every Friday night they would watch a different movie of her choosing with pepperoni pizza. He was by no means the perfect father, but he took care of her.
He walked over to his bed and began undressing. He set his coffee down on the nightstand beside the bed and sat down staring off into the wall. He sipped a bit of his coffee before opening the drawer on his nightstand. It was a four digit, coded lock. Two, zero, zero, six, it was the year his daughter was born. He opened the drawer and pulled out a black tablet. He hesitated before he turned it on. His fingers were shaking and sweating. The tablet powered on and popped up a camera feed.
The camera showed a room, filled with toys and stuffed dinosaurs everywhere. There was a big stuffed Triceratops in the middle. A door, seen in the upper left of the camera, opened with a man in a white coat walking in. "Daddy?" a voice said. "Is Daddy coming back yet?"
"Oh no, not yet sweetie. He is still very busy. I just wanted to see if you were hungry yet?" The man asked.
"No, not yet. Do you know when Daddy is coming back?" The voice asked again.
"I don't know, but Daddy does send his love." The man said before leaving.
A little girl stood up from behind the Triceratops and went to the TV to choose a movie. She turned to look in to the camera with sad eyes, before Wu turned it off. Tears were streaming down his face. He threw the tablet on the floor and lay down in his bed. He thought back to the word that Morris uttered and became even angrier. Emily, he said. Emily.
