The little doctor sits on the countertop wrapped in her ridiculously ill fitting lab coat, showing no signs of stopping her slow steady shrinkage. She’s barely two feet tall and getting smaller by the second! She looks up at you pitifully and sighs. "Well, since you’re so keen to fix this mess we’re in, let’s make it quick. That gun you’ve got in your pocket, there is a large dial on the side." You pull out the funky ray beam and look at the dial. There is a bunch of numbers on the side ranging from zero to one hundred and fifty.
"Set the dial to 1, point it at me, and pull the damn trigger! Hurry, I’m almost down to nothing!" You look up from the dial to see poor Dr. Hurley not more than six inches tall. Doing as you were told, you set the dial to one and shoot the gun at her. Again, a green energy beam emits from the gun and strikes the tiny doctor. Instantaneously she stops shrinking smaller, just a little over 3 inches tall. "T-That’s it?" you ask. She nods and wipes sweat from her forehead in relief. "That will stop the process for now, but it would be a very bad idea to do anything else to me for the time being. I don’t know what the energy output will do to me at this size." She frowns at you and crosses her arms. "Of course, if you hadn’t been so stupid in the first place, this wouldn’t even have happened! What were you thinking?"
You growl defensively. "I wasn’t going to let you turn me into some horrible thing and imprison me like you did with… um, that animal I saw. In this room." You realize where you are and glance around the corner to see the same dimly light prison cell that got you into this mess to begin with. You wish you hadn’t seen it. You peer into the dark corner of a room to see the same shadowy something staring at you from the corner. For the first time you notice a pair of amazingly beautiful but horribly sad yellow eyes. They seem to glow in the dark. You hear what sounds like a woman sobbing.
"Hello," you say gently. "I didn’t really mean you were horrible. I-" The voice cuts you off with a deep throated wail. "I am horrible!" it cries, "I’m a freak! It’s her fault! I used to be human, like you. I was human!" It repeats the last words in between racking sobs and you can’t help but feel a deep sympathy in the pit of your stomach. You walk back over to Dr. Hurley, a little creeped out. She looks at you sheepishly and hangs her head. "She was the first experiment. We didn’t really know what we were doing. She’s… unstable. Unpredictable. Violent. We had no choice but to contain her here for further study. I personally believe she’s insane."
"What is she?" you ask. Hurley points to the cell. "Go see for yourself! If you don’t mind, I’m trying to figure out a way to do something productive. Say, get myself big again."