Tuesday, August 15, 2017
Drama In and Out Of the Lab
"Holy shit! What happened here?" Gene stood at the door, mouth agape. He stared at the carnage inside the room. "My god man! You're covered in blood!"
Dick took a second to assess his situation. Not only was he covered in blood and viscera, the whole room was now similarly decorated.
"I'm happy to report my shrink ray was a success." The bloody man removed his goggles and straightened himself to full height.
"What the hell happened here!" the bystander demanded again.
"Well, I was fulfilling the dream of any microbiologist - I was observing the world at the cellular level." Dick made a face as something squished in his shoe.
"Well, I wanted to look at mammalian biology, so I persuaded that black lab that's always hanging about to swallow me in my observation capsule."
"Wait, that's John's dog."
"Sure, whatever. Anyway, I was observing the Colonic Crypts when all of a sudden my telephone rang. For whatever reason, it triggered my failsafe and I returned to my original size."
"So, that means..."
"That all this is, heh, our late 'Lassie'? Yes." Dick took his phone from his pocket and wiped the screen on a clean spot on his coat.
"What the hell, Dick."
Ignoring the rebuke, Dick began dialing. He smirked a little when someone answered.
"Hello, custodial department? Yes. Could you send someone over to clean up the lab?"
(written 10 July '17)