Cold Hearted

As the sound of echoing footsteps fills the dreading hallways a soft humming music plays in the background. The smell of medical equipment filled the air, a door busted open and a yell came in that direction. "I finally did it! I got the dna!" as that echoed through the empty hallways, a crowd rushed to see the promised success. Everyone gazed at the test tube. Whatever was in that container was so cold frost was accumulating on the sides. Dr. Edson was always one of the smartest people in the lab, along with his wife, Nurse Edson. They worked on most of the subjects we already have in the

Facility. This project is supposedly called Project Raven.

"I want this dna made into subject #1200" Dr. Edson said with a sorta demanding tone. With no hesitation three people rushed to do what they were ordered to do. I never really liked Edson.. He always got better at everything and never gave anyone else credit for the things everyone helped with. I get mad for n-

Dr. Edson walked in my room as I quickly covered the typewriter. "O-OH D- *cough* Dr. Edson- hos- i mean h o w are u doiiiiiin?" Dr. Edson looked at me with a confused look as he placed his work on his desk without breaking the awkward eye contact. "Hiii? Are you alright tenorr?" He walked towards me as I panicked, trying to grab the paper quickly. He just put his hand on my shoulder softly, and at that moment I could hear my heart beat 100 times faster. "I- UHHH I GOT uhm- something for the new subject!! yeAA.." he narrowed his eyes and looked at the paper, reaching out to grab it. In a PANIC I SHOVE THE PAPER IN MY MOUTH. He looked shocked as he quickly moved his hand away. "Hmmm i seeee, well it's almost closing time. So pack your stuff because the lab will close in a bit.'' I pause thinking about the loads of work I haven't done. I spit out the paper making a sort of disgusted face. "Wait about to close?? Can't I like- stay? You know. Overtime?" Dr. Edson chuckled and shook his head explaining to me why we don't do overtime for the 5th time today. Damn it, why do I always forget? It must be annoying to remind me all the time. I pack my stuff and walk out, thinking of the progress for project Raven. I don't want this to end up like our last... mistake. Maybe if we didn't use so much of one chemical for Project #1999. Luckily we managed to control his ability and make sure he doesn't destroy another testing site. I unlock my door and take my coat off. "Im hoOOooOome."

I said in a quite tired tone, knowing I'm going to have to do loads of work tomorrow. My wife of 3 years greets me at the door with a warm smile and a hug. I usually ask what's for dinner. "Oh honey I told you this morning!" She said in a giggle -ish tone. I don't recall her saying anything this morning as I rushed out the door. "Noooo? I don't remember you saying anything about what we are having for dinner." she just looked at me and stayed silent, smiling. I stand there staring at her. A chill ran up my spine as her pupils got smaller gazing into mine with a crazed but calm expression. Walking to the kitchen quickly to avoid anything bad happening. Glancing down I see lasagna on the table, neatly organized silverware and wine. She put her hand on my shoulder and I jolted a bit, clearly startled. I would wonder if she could feel me shaking.. I have no idea why, but she's scarier than dying. I ended up finishing my food quicker than usual and walked to my office, closing the door behind me. She gave out a frustrated sigh as I put my stuff down beside me. I have a feeling about project raven. He might be different from the mistakes and failed experiments. I open my notebook and start writing. 

may 4th 1998, 5:30 am 
It has been really quiet in the office ever since Edson started working on project raven. Edson decided on a name for the test subject, which the name he gave the test subject was the name he wanted.. for his son. unfortunately his son died a couple years back. he has never been the same since that incident.