He opens his eyes, another pleasant dream of picnicking in the Fermanagh Lakelands with Elizabeth dissolves into smoke.
Come on, Victor, up we get. Elizabeth'll be impressed when she sees what you've been working on and—
The experiment! He scrambles to his feet.
The hazy dream smoke is real smoke. It all rushes back to him—he'd been working late and was knocked out cold when... when...
When a fork of lightning struck, right through the lab skylight. Bullseye.
The specimen! Check the specimen!
An eight-foot not-quite Homosapien brute ambles around in the smoke. The specimen... it's alive.
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31 Days of Spooky Tales
HorrorA spine-tingling collection of bloodcurdling microfiction inspired by the "30 Days of Spooky Tales" prompts offered up by the @adultfiction, @ChickLit, @MicroBytes and @Paranormal profiles.