Adam woke up in the morning uneventfully. At first was was the normal haze, but then he remembered what he happened the day before and did a panicked double take of his body. Still himself. Then to make sure it wasn't a complete dream, made the nail of a index finger longer. So it did in front of him. Changing it back, he proceeded with his usual needs for the morning.
Shower, brushing teeth, and so on. He tried to keep as uneventful as possible, but realized he needed a shave. Little annoyed, concentrated to see himself as he usually did after a typical shave. Hairs gone, face smooth. He didn't think anything else happened from that and saved himself from time. Cooked up a simple breakfast as usual. Sated, Adam went out to Dr. Yorva's facility.
He was greeted by the front office receptionist with grim news. Dr. Yorva had died in a car crash. Condolenences were exchange, but Adam was now no longer employed by the facility. He was given a severance though, enough for two months of casual living, Adam figured. From all of this, he wondered if the facility had idea what happened to himself and the Dr's experiments. He realized the shock of the situation kept him from saying anything by the time he walked out the front door.
Adam wondered what he should do now.