Breaking into the school had been shockingly easy. It was a simple matter for a scientific genius and his assistant to create fake identities for themselves and get hired on as new members of the school's janitorial staff. Especially after "taking care" of the original janitorial staff. Even splicing into the school's security system and adding some cameras and sensors of their own had been a fairly simple ordeal. All Dr. Morpheus had to do was walk confidently and mention something about "leakage" or "power strips" and that seemed good enough for whoever was around at the time.
The real challenge was setting up the vat of Morpheus Solution and hooking it up to the school's ventilation system. But that was only because the school board took their sweet time approving his "adjustments" to the air conditioning system. Also, he had to rent a truck to pump the Solution into the storage tanks he'd installed on the roof.
But it would all be worth it. Soon, the greatest science experiment he'd ever concocted would be underway. He'd already closely observed the students, tracked their dietary intake, and even had a conversation with one of them. He made a note to remember that the words "groovy," "daddy-o," and "hip," were no longer "cool."
Dr. Morpheus' assistant glanced incredulously at his primary employer as they detached the large hose from the storage tanks on the school's roof. "Are you sure this'll work, boss? I'd hate to have gone through all this work, for nothing."
The doctor patted Clemence on his shoulder. "Now, now. That's the whole point of doing the experiment to begin with. If it doesn't work, my dear boy, then we'll simply recreate the formula and try again. However, I have high hopes for this one. We should know if it works within the week, I'm sure."
As the two hopped into the truck, Dr. Morpheus laughed. He could hardly wait until all of his time and labor came to fruition.