A younger version of Professor Sullivan appeared in the view of the small screen.'Is this thing recording?', she asked no one in particular.
The footage shook as she moved the camera to an optimal recording angle.
'If you're watching this, it means that I have succeeded', she began after she had cleared her throat.
She put on the round-rimmed glasses that lay on the table.
'I suspect that this footage will be seen in twenty years', she tapped her chin in thought.
She waved her hands to recollect herself.
'I'm getting ahead of myself', she stepped back to bow to the camera, 'My name is July Sullivan'.
'I have spent my entire life watching being a keen observer of nature. My whole family is full of zoologists so it was no surprise that I became one.'
'I spent my entire childhood travelling the entire world with my family', she smiled brightly before dropping her face back to a serious expression
'However, now my job has become obsolete. Most of those places have been occupied by humans and the animals have lost their homes'.
'I have concluded that the Animal Kingdom is superior to humanity. They have entire societies and they completely adapt to their surroundings. But humanity takes everything away from them. They take away their homes to build more stupid skyscrapers. They continue to drive them to the brink of extinction daily with their actions.'
She pulls a black chair to the view of the screen and takes a seat.
'My work began with the animal kingdom, My initial thought was making the remaining animals more humanoid for them to take their rightful place at the top of the food chain'.
In her hands were disturbing images of all sorts of animals that she experimented with.
She placed them gently on the table. Her laugh filled the silence.
'After one too many horrific failures, I soon realised that I was going about it the wrong way. Only a human can bring down humanity. Making animals more human-like was impossible. But you know what wasn't?', she paused for dramatic effect.
'That's right, making a human more animal-like is not impossible'.
She pulled a whiteboard with an amateur drawing of a human on it to the view of the screen.
'I', she pointed to herself,' Professor Sullivan has taken the task of rectifying Mother Nature's mistakes, and creating the perfect human', she declared in a voice brimming with pride.
'The first stage of the plan required me to collect DNA from thousands of eligible sperm and egg donors', she added as she went to sit,' By eligible I mean they have to be in optimum health, young and above the average conventional attractiveness'.
'All of this is necessary to make the perfect mutants'.
She began to arrange the scattered papers on the table.
'There are only eleven that made it past the contraception stage, I apologise for not being able to show them as they are currently in the artificial wombs.'
She looked around in thought.
'A promising candidate is the one I decided to call Zero, whose donors were of African descent. I got a little carried away and began to inject the mutation a few seconds after it was conceived.'
I was expecting it to die immediately but it is still miraculously alive.'
She adjusted her glasses with a sneaky smile on her face.
'I've already secured a wealthy benefactor willing to financially support my plan so-', she looked at the camera.
'Only time will tell how my mutants will grow'.
Her hand stretched to the side of the camera.
The screen faded to black in an instant.
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