I'm startled when Dr. Jenkins stops mid-sentence and I look up at him and can't believe what I'm seeing. His arm is still raised in the air but the piece of sheet metal is no longer in his hand... I drop my eyes lower and see the piece of sheet metal no longer in his hand, but lodged through the doctor's throat. I stare at the creature towering over me, motionless. I can notice dark green blood beginning to drop from under the metallic piece coming from his neck right before his head falls to the ground behind him.
Dad has done the same thing that he did with the vile. But instead of teleporting it inside of his throat, he teleported it right through his neck and has chopped off his head completely. "Good going dad, you've did it" I say out loud with a sigh of relief. Dr. Jenkins' lifeless body now tumbles over beside its bodiless head.
I manage to rise to my feet and kick the head off the side of the roof. "It's finally done... we've finally did it!" I collapse back to the floor, still bleeding, but with a smile on my face. "... we've did it..." I happily say to myself before the roof falls through... taking me with it...
I awake to a figure standing in front of me. "I don't like to be kicked..."
Project P? It can't be! I must be dreaming... I must be dead... I reach to my stomach... no feeling, but still a hole there. My whole body is numb. I gaze at the creature through fading eyes.
"Dr. Jenkins was never meant to be The Perfect Being. The process wasn't started when he was infected... It was started when I was released..." He looks at his right arm with a huge grin on his face. I can hear that evil laughter echoing in my head. It goes on and on and on as I black out...