The Nexus of Dexter Chapter 3

In the darkness, the young man's thoughts seemed to have fallen into a deep sea.

He found that the whole thing was more confusing than he thought.

I originally thought that I was just (?) trapped in an illegal research laboratory doing human experiments.

As a result, it suddenly entered a kind of endless loop.

And suddenly I couldn't even remember my own name.

Is it possible...

The young man opened his eyes again.

He knocked on the glass window next to him, "Brother, I decided to fight this time."

The people on the side looked at him with strange eyes.

"I must break this cycle and find the truth." The young man's eyes became firm.

Four guards opened the door and entered.

"Here we come, let's go." The young man adjusted his white T-shirt, stroked his bangs, and walked out first.

The four guards looked at each other, stepped forward, restrained his arms and legs, and lifted him up.

"Hey hey hey...I can walk by myself..."

The neighbor watched him go away with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded.

With a snap, the boy was thrown onto the experimental bed like a pie, his T-shirt was pulled open, and a familiar chill came from his tailbone.

"Good boy, don't be afraid, hold on, it will pass soon." The gentle female voice sounded again.

"Thank you, I'll try my best." The boy responded.

... The woman behind him seemed to be shocked by his positive response. It took a long time before she smiled sweetly, "Okay, come on, come on."

"Harper, what are you doing? I'm afraid this bean sprout can't last even half an hour." A man's voice came to his ear.

"What does it matter? Such a cute child, please give me a little encouragement." A woman's smiling voice sounded.

New plot! There's drama!

Rough restraints were tied to the boy's body, tying him into a mummy. The cold liquid spread along the tailbone and he was unable to move. He could only look at the ground through a hole in the bed, counting silently in his heart.

one two three four...

The familiar pain gradually became accustomed to it, first a sharp stinging sensation, and then a numbing sensation of skin tearing and muscle swelling.

Humans are not a species that is good at remembering pain. On the contrary, the tendency of the brain will guide everyone to avoid it instead of getting used to it. Therefore, even though this process has been repeated countless times, the boy was still wringing his hands in pain at that moment. leg.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah---"

The screams spread throughout the corridor, and the eldest brother sitting next to the empty room, who had no name but appeared in countless scenes, shook his head in dismay.

The young man couldn't see the condition of his body, but he could feel that his skin was gradually getting harder, as if the blood flowing out from the cracks had formed scabs, covering his skin and forming a hard shell. It made his neck sore. He also felt that the spine on his back was cracking and bending unconsciously. It might be broken soon, but it was restrained by the restraints tied to the hospital bed. The most horrifying thing was that he felt that his tail bone had grown so much that his pelvic bone was about to be pierced through the rapid growth of his bones... And what was different from the previous times was that his internal organs and muscles seemed to have undergone extraordinary changes. Extraordinary toughness, no matter how much it is torn apart, it never breaks apart and breaks into several pieces like before.

At this moment, he had already imagined in his mind the image of a monster with thick skin and scales.

B@st@ard Laboratory, I wish you bankruptcy and closure soon...

He was sweating profusely and his teeth were almost broken. Several times he wanted to say, "I surrender and let me die!" but he blurted out, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"Harper! Look, his data is growing healthily! This time we are very likely to succeed!"

"That's great, good boy, hang on!"

The boy was trembling with pain. He finally gritted his teeth and said, "It hurts so much..."

The woman next to him finally responded, "Give him some anesthetic."

"No, we don't know yet whether anesthetics will affect genetic modification." The male voice refused decisively.

Mom sells batches!

As the young man thought this, his eyes finally went dark again and he lost consciousness.

As soon as the young man opened his eyes, it was still white. He reflexively wanted to knock on the glass window next door, but his arm twitched and did not move.

"What's going on?" His eyes gradually focused and he looked at the tiles in front of him, "Did I succeed?"

He was still lying on the bed, unable to see his surroundings. He wanted to turn over, but he only heard a click in his body and pain shot from his back.

"uh-huh..."

"Are you awake?" The door opened, and a blonde girl in a white coat came in pushing a cart, "Get down and don't move."

Hearing a familiar voice, the boy squinted his eyes and recalled recent memories, "Harper?"

"Your bones have just been reorganized and are now very brittle. It will take two or three days to return to normal."

The woman didn't answer his question, walked up to him, took out a disposable syringe, pulled out the C*nd0m, and pierced the back of his hand.

The young man flinched out of habit.

"Don't be afraid, it's just nutrient solution." The woman pushed the needle into his vein.

The young man turned his head to look at her with difficulty. The woman had a beautiful face, and even the white coat couldn't hide her beautiful figure. Under her slender calves were a pair of five-centimeter-high black patent leather heels.

His eyes drifted to the door involuntarily.

"Want to escape?" the woman smiled, "It's not that simple. This door can only be opened from the outside. Even if I get out, I can only rely on the cooperation of outsiders."

The boy's eyes drifted back to the woman again.

"Want to hold me hostage?" The woman smiled again, "You have to think carefully. I am just a small employee. No one will sympathize with me even if I die. What's more, you are worse than a crispy cone now. Are you sure your body can control me? ---You know, women can be very deadly when they go crazy."

juvenile:...

Harper: "You figured it out? Then have a good rest. Someone will come over to set your bones later. You will undergo the next transformation in three days. Remember to be mentally prepared."

She turned to leave.

"Oh, wait!" The boy stopped her.

"anymore question?"

"I...what's my name?"

Harper turned around and poked his face with her finger.

"Congratulations on passing the preliminary transformation, Experimental Subject No. 208."

The young man lay silently on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the door behind him slam shut.

"Experimental subject...208..."

"This is a woolly name..."

Harper stopped in the corridor and asked the male doctor who came to hand over the data sheet, "How is Experimental Subject Flynn?"

"It's very stable. The brain transplant chip was also successful. It's now completely under control."

"Okay, let me go and have a look." Harper nodded, "The bones in the little guy's back are completely deformed. Go and see if he can be restored."

"Just leave it to me."

When the door was opened, the boy, now Experimental Subject 208, was twisting his head hard under the restraints, trying to look around. The spine on his back was now more curved than an ordinary person, especially the tailbone. , the protruding part pushed up a bump on the B*tt0cks, and it hurt terribly even if it was not touched.

"Hold him down." The male voice heard during the transformation rang in his ears. 208 turned around and saw an average-looking male doctor coming in from the door. Two guards were behind him and walked towards him.

208 The restraints were untied. The young man turned around and said, ignoring his arms that were being held down, "Where are you here?"

"Hurry up." The man was a little impatient.

"What did you do to me?"

208's shirt was taken off and he was pushed back to the bed again.

"Little guy, this is very painful, just bear with it." The man stared at his protruding joints, lifted up his sleeves and pressed them down inch by inch.

"Ahhhhh---it hurts!" 208 tensed up involuntarily.

The young man's unique hoarse voice sounded soft and weak, and the male doctor couldn't help but feel touched in his heart.

"Inhale through your nose and exhale through your mouth. Relax. This can reduce pain."

The deformed area was particularly hard. The man frowned and pressed that area with his elbow, "Breathe in, one or two---"

208's breath was stagnant.

With a snap, the protruding joints were pressed back one by one.

208 was sweating profusely and almost fainted.

"Good boy, this looks much more pleasing to the eye." The man stared at his back, "The transformation process is very slow. Your bones will slowly transform into the second form. I will straighten your bones once a day from now on. You can walk normally. Pay more attention to your sitting posture and don't twist your body as much as you did just now. "

"Second form...what do you mean..." 208 opened his eyes and said dying.

"Didn't Harper tell you? We injected the mutated gene of the African Emperor Scorpion into your body. After the first transformation, your body has become a human-scorpion hybrid. You haven't seen your second form yet. "

The man clicked on a photo from the data sheet in his hand and enlarged it, "It's very beautiful."

The boy opened his eyes wide and looked at the huge black scorpion-like object tied to the bed in the photo, with its ugly hard chitin shell and long red barbs with burrs, and his face turned pale.

"Although a little ugly, you are very powerful." The male doctor judged to himself, "I am looking forward to your complete form."

"You perverts..." 208's face completely lost color, he clenched his fists and struggled desperately on the bed.

The man turned around and left the room without further entanglement with him.

208, who was lying on the bed, struggled for a while and then stopped. The severe pain on his back and the rough restraints rubbed against each other, leaving red marks on his skin, which made him unbearable.

The whole thing overturned his cognition and left him at a loss.

...

Three days passed quickly, and 208 was washed clean and sent to the transformation room full of fear again.

"Don't be afraid, this time it won't be more painful than last time." Harper's expression was very gentle, like a nurse giving an injection to a kindergarten child.

Compared with last time, 208's reaction was very desperate. He closed his eyes. The three days of torture had exceeded his limit. It was the first time that he felt that death would bring such pleasure to people.

During these three days, he had some weird guesses about the whole thing, but he didn't know how to prove it.

"Relax." Harper smiled at him before turning him over, "You won't die, you will be my most satisfying work."

... 208 didn't react at first, then suddenly opened his eyes, "What do you mean? Aren't you just a clerk?"