"One of the many reasons for the bewildering and tragic character of human existence is the fact that social organization is at once necessary and fatal. Men are forever creating such organizations for their own convenience and forever finding themselves the victims of their home-made monsters."
-- Aldous Huxley
Outside of the university, there was another suburban area where a young man is sitting in his own dining room at a residential home. He pulled out a syringe and a vial of chemicals from his jacket pocket.
He punctured the vail with the syringe, and he filled it up. He wanted to make sure there are no air bubbles. He took the same needle, and he injected himself with the liquid in his arm. Exhaled in relief as he felt the effects kicking in. Though it was only matter of time now before he got the full effect of the drug.
Then he suddenly heard someone opened the door. The man wasn't expecting company, and nobody knew he was here.
Of course, the young man was in fear of his life, "Who's there?! Show yourself!"
Then, the intruder stepped out of the darkness and identified herself. She was slightly tall, well built with a milk chocolate complexion. She was also wearing a Crucis Sentinel uniform that complemented her hourglass figure.
Any man would fall in love with her at first sight, but he had other problems. It was that, and he was familiar with who she was and who she works for, "Oh, it's just you. I had a funny feeling someone like you would show up after yesterday."
"Alpha Crucis of the Crux Nexus," the woman announced as she kept her distance knowing he might be the assailant they were looking for, "Dr. Donovan Larson, we went to your laboratory last night. Someone tore the place apart. But you already knew that."
"Yep, that's me. Wow, you actually cut right to the chase," The man identified himself as Donovan Larson by self-admittance.
She wasted no time interrogating him, "Looking over your research, Dr. Harker was too busy playing the political game trying to become the new Dean of this university as your wife was making recreational drugs to fund your hormonal therapy testing."
Donovan shrugged his shoulders in admittance, "Once a hillbilly chemist always a hillbilly chemist. But that wasn't the reason why I married her. You see, I needed money to fund my research. But not like this. That bitch Harker had to use the woman that I loved and dangled the past over her head to get what she wanted. Enough was enough. I had to show her who was really in charge."
"Like what you did four years ago?" Alpha Crucis added.
Donovan scoffed at the idea. The past was too hard for him to bear, even now, "That was nothing in comparison. I made it look easy, I know. You should have seen me in my 'rookie year.' The moment that I had a taste of that kind of power, the monster that was inside of me just... took over. I couldn't deny him anymore. I couldn't keep him on the control. It's like he had a mind of its own. The monster knew I was in pain and he helped me. He spared me from that pain. They didn't deserve to live or to be free. The world out there is one primary jungle, and we are the animals who run loose inside of it. Just like the ways of the wild, only the strongest to mate, eat and survive."
Feeling disgusted by his words, Alpha Crucis shook her head, "Did your sister feel the same way?"
Donovan turned around and shot the woman with a 1000-mile stare as he corrected her, "Brother, Alpha Crucis and no," Donovan's anger immediately turned into sadness. "He was weak... He wasn't strong enough to live in this world... So, they made an example out of him just like in the wild... I tried to be the ones who walk upright and use my brain, but I was only fooling myself!"
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