No name book, Part eight By Firstborn

Jane remembered the day the caretakers took her to her physical strength test. She never told the caretakers that her sense of smell was keen. She could smell the gas before they opened the door to the room. Jane turned on them, knocking the two guards out with her fist. Yes, Jane was still in the building and had been every since her escape. It hurt, but Jane took the knife and cut the embedded chip out of her leg. They couldn't track her now.

For all this time, Jane was hiding out in the bottom level of the building. The bottom floor was used as storage. It was also the level that held the incinerator. Jane watched in horror as some of the experiments were thrown in and burned. The trash was brought down here also, thank God, or Jane would have starved.

Jane wished that she could get a message to John. She wished she could write but her hands were more of those of wolf than human. While Johns hands were enough human to write, yet enough wolf to confuse the caretakers into thinking he couldn't. Her face was more human looking than Johns. John had the snout of a wolf, the Jaws of the wolf, while Jane did not. If she could get some gloves and a hat, she could pass as human in the outside world. While John was nine feet tall, Jane was only five foot eleven. Just trying to find the way to get out was the thing. She knew something would happen soon. She needed to keep alert. The caretakers knew she was somewhere in the building, they did searches for her at first. She didn't know why they stopped looking. She also didn't know that they had a camera down in the bottom level and once they located her and were filming her every move. For the caretakers, this was almost as good as letting the beast out in the wilds. Here in the building, in the bottom level they could watch how she went about survival without the aid of them. Every now and then, they would throw out raw meat, or kill some of the animals to throw in the trash, knowing that her need for blood was great.

Once they had withheld the small animals from her to see what she would do. She almost went into frenzy. Later that night they watched as she came out of her hiding. They couldn't see what she was doing as they didn't have cameras placed in the rest of the compound. However they watched as she returned an hour later with blood all over her mouth and body. It wasn't until the following morning that they found the dead body from one of the experiments in batch 22. Normally these experiments would not crave the blood, however the gene that craved it was induced into their systems as well. This would make them mighty hunters with the desire to kill. What military wouldn't want these beasts on their side?

The cross of man and pig wasn't so bad. They used too many pig D.N.A. and not enough human D.N.A. Sure the pigs wanted to stay clean but other than that, they were just dumb pigs, with human hands. They would have killed them off long ago but they didn't put the smart gene into the pigs and wanted to wait awhile longer to see if with age, they might show some kind of smartness about them.

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