Experimental - A Tale Of Mutilation

Slip Up

He awoke, feeling a twinge of pain, but not an awful amount more than that. Perhaps he was fed the painkiller while he was out. He sat up, rubbing his forehead. He looked down, seeing that his other leg was completely furred, and based on how his shirt felt against him, his chest and perhaps some of his stomach was as well. Some of his stomach, however, felt numb, though he didn't know why that was. He looked up into a mirror to see that his hair was replaced with the same furs, and the fur on his neck was creeping its way up. There was something unnerving about that. He turned and set his feet on the floor, took a step forwards,
and slipped.
He groaned, trying to stand, but suddenly his movements became frantic. He screamed, seeing that the floor was covered in blood, and he knew it was his own. He felt something grab his arms and pull him up. Oleander held onto him tightly, frowning.
"My apologies... this time around didn't go quite as smoothly as planned... it turned out alright, but my efforts didn't prevent the mess."
Luigi held on to the masked man with all his might. He couldn't pry his eyes from the blood, breathing heavily. Oleander dragged him into the hallway, muttering about having to find... something. Luigi didn't quite catch it.
Oleander eventually stopped outside a room, telling him to go in and wash the blood off. Luigi entered, leaving with a cloud of steam behind him, and fur sticking out in every direction. Oleander chuckled, shaking his head.
"No audio tests today, I'll just drop you off at your room now..."

Upon arriving, Luigi took a brush from the vanity and fixed himself up. He looked at his hands, shuddering as he remembered the claws. He turned on the monitor and waited for Mario to pick up.
"Hey bro! Whoa, you look different- hey, I have a quick question about that Oleander, do you know what he looks like, at all? Maybe we can figure things out from there."
He seems especially energetic today. He couldn't help but wonder why.
"No, not really... heck, I've only seen him with a mask on. The best I've got is that I can assume he's close to our age,and he's a little taller than I am. That's it."
Mario frowned slightly.
"Oh... shoot... well, now I really don't know what to do..."
"Neither do I... maybe one of us will come up with something, but I'm not completely sure..."
"I hope so... If things get any worse for you, I don't think I'll be able to bear it."