Kepic
Your friendly neighbourhood Alien Abductor
- Joined
- Aug 19, 2000
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Project : Neanderthal... after years of research, it had been closed down. A leak had caused the black-lab military research to be closed down, funding cancelled. My brainchild, my experiments, stopped.
At least, that's what they thought. Getting another job in a private company, with my credentials, wasn't difficult. Geneticists were in high demand these days. Or rather, back in those days.
So, alongside the work the company gave me, I quietly continued my pet project. As department head, it wasn't difficult. I even got onto the board of directors, key to the executive washroom, access to a private gym...
My fellow board members, if any were still alive, wouldn't be making any more executive decisions, that was for sure.
It took several months to finish my work. Of course, I developed a protective serum adjacently with the genetically tailored virus. I had no intention of sharing the fate of the billions about the world. There would be a few who were naturally immune - 1 in a million, I estimated.
Introducing the virus into the world populus was surprisingly easy, in comparison. It amazed me what people would do for money - a bribe here and there, to turn a blind eye, or do a little task. They weren't to know that, in a few short weeks time, money would no longer be a concern for mankind.
The news reports over those short weeks, at least as long as the broadcasts remained, as the panic that set in, and the riots spread, were fascinating to watch. Civilisation crumbling, society degenerating. The devolution of mankind.
All those people, who suddenly found themselves... forgetting things, as higher brain functions ceased, leaving just the so-called 'reptile brain' dominant. To those few who were unaffected... what was it like, to see family, friends and loved ones become little more than animals, hardly able to walk upright, let alone run on two feet?
At least, that's what they thought. Getting another job in a private company, with my credentials, wasn't difficult. Geneticists were in high demand these days. Or rather, back in those days.
So, alongside the work the company gave me, I quietly continued my pet project. As department head, it wasn't difficult. I even got onto the board of directors, key to the executive washroom, access to a private gym...
My fellow board members, if any were still alive, wouldn't be making any more executive decisions, that was for sure.
It took several months to finish my work. Of course, I developed a protective serum adjacently with the genetically tailored virus. I had no intention of sharing the fate of the billions about the world. There would be a few who were naturally immune - 1 in a million, I estimated.
Introducing the virus into the world populus was surprisingly easy, in comparison. It amazed me what people would do for money - a bribe here and there, to turn a blind eye, or do a little task. They weren't to know that, in a few short weeks time, money would no longer be a concern for mankind.
The news reports over those short weeks, at least as long as the broadcasts remained, as the panic that set in, and the riots spread, were fascinating to watch. Civilisation crumbling, society degenerating. The devolution of mankind.
All those people, who suddenly found themselves... forgetting things, as higher brain functions ceased, leaving just the so-called 'reptile brain' dominant. To those few who were unaffected... what was it like, to see family, friends and loved ones become little more than animals, hardly able to walk upright, let alone run on two feet?