"Hey this isn't fair.", says Rick. "Jim hasn't changed at all yet. Let's take him to the laboratory!"
"WHAT? NO!" Says Jim.
"That's a great idea!" says the gorgeous amazon now known as Brandi. She grabs hold of Jim, Rick grabs his other arm. They drag Jim down the hall, down a spiral staircase and into a lab that looks like Dr. Frankenstein would feel at home in. Chemicals every where. A Jacob's ladder crackles electrically in the back ground. A platform with an indent shaped like an idealized woman sits in the corner. It reminds Jim of something . . . perhaps the movie Metropolis? In the center of the room is a chair under a bizarre ray gun, hooked up to a ridiculous bank of magnetic tape driven computers from the 60's. Jim's wristwatch probably has more computing power, but still there's something ominous about the clicking and whirring of the spinning tape.
Jim says "I thought this place was abandoned. Who lit all these bunsen burners?"
Sharon takes a long sip from one of Candace's large nipples on her back. "Fair's fair, Jim. Since we're all strangely mutated I think you should be too. So . . ."
Thu Sep 9 20:30:14 1999
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