Ryan struggled with the eight-limbed creature dragging him down the stairs. Knowing it was probably too late for himself, the teen tried calling out a warning to his friends and younger brother.
"Guys! If you can hear me, ge-" Ryan's yell was cut short as a hand covered his mouth.
"Sorry, but the doctor would prefer it if you didn't make too much noise." The creature called Octo said. The two finally made it to the bottom of the stairs, where Ryan was shocked to find himself in something that would fit a mad scientist in a b horror movie.
There were electrodes everywhere, some attatched to machines Ryan couldn't even begin to understand. Bottles and vials full of different colored liquids bubbled, sometimes rising in tubes and dripping small drops into each other. In the center of the room was a table with manacles on it. Octo carried the unfortunate teen over to the table.
"What have you got there, Octo?" A voice said. Ryan looked around to see who had spoken.
"An intruder, doctor." Ryan was surprised when he saw Dr. Spellatorm. He had been imagining the typical mad scientist with crazy white hair, a white labcoat and rubber gloves, laughing maniacly while creating a monster. Instead, Dr. Spellstorm seemed normal, almost pleasant. He had the wite labcoat, yes, but no rubber gloves - yet. Dr. Spellstorm's black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, with only a little white on the sides to give away any age. If Ryan had to guess, he'd say the doctor was in his latw thirties, early forties.
"Ah. I see. It's been a while since we've had a guest. What's your name?" Spellstorm asked.
"Ryan." The teen gasped out once the hand had been removed.
"Well, Ryan, you should be honored to help me in my experiments. We will work together to bring great good to humanity!" Spellstorm said dramatically. "Octo! Prepare the subject!"
Before Ryan could object, he found himself lifted and roughly stripped of his clothing. He struggled, trying to find a way to hide his manhood. He wasn't shy, but getting nude in the locker room was one thing. No telling what these weirdos would do.....
The struggling teen was placed on the table, manacled to prevent escape or much of a fight.
"What are you gonna do to me?" Ryan screamed, hoping the others would hear and run from the mansion.
"Well, experiment, of course!" Spellstorm laughed. What did you think, have afternoon tea?" Spwllstorm then infected Ryan with a strange liquid......