"Gene sequence G-1147 is showing signs of rejection..."
Dr. Karl stared at the holographic projection, muttering to himself. His voice was unnaturally sharp, more like the noise of metal scraping, "Need to increase the dosage of the Spiritual Power Stabilizer..."
His fingers flew across the holographic keyboard, the blood vessels on his deformed skull pulsating in rhythm with his thoughts. The gene chain in the projection began reorganizing, displaying a dangerous red warning.
"Doctor, the sample's tolerance is already at its limit," a female researcher softly reminded, "Increasing the dose might..."
"Shut up!" Karl suddenly screamed, his eyeballs bulging menacingly, bloodshot, "What do you know? This is groundbreaking evolution! The pain is only temporary!"
