“Fuck!” Dr Jenkins cursed as he tripped up a small step in his eagerness to get away. The box of serums ended up flying through the air before crashing to the ground with the unmistakable sound of broken glass.
The doctor scrambled to his feet as he heard alarmed voices nearby. He hurried over to the split box to find that the test tubes full of various transformation serums had been mixed up, and many were utterly smashed.
Knowing he had to get out of there, Jenkins grabbed the first intact test tube he could find before he dashed off to try and hide. However, he didn’t get far before he heard a loud voice behind him.
“Hey you! STOP!” The threatening male voice of the delivery driver startled Jenkins. He looked back as he ran, only to see the burly man beginning to give chase.
Jenkins cursed under his breath. He knew there was little hope of evading his pursuer, not to mention the guards who were no doubt rushing to see what the commotion was about. There was nothing for it; there was only one option left.
Dr Jenkins grimaced as he swallowed the contents of the test tube in his hand in one gulp, after which his insides started to burn. He just had to hope that he would turn into something good…