He lifted his mask onto his face, making sure he wouldn't inhale anything but his own bacteria. With a pull at David gloves, he checked the monitor for abnormalities. Blood volume 70 lm/kg and a heart rate of 500 beats per minute— though a little higher than most rodents—it was stable. Silence was key—as increase would immediately upset it. David pulled up his gloves once more, making sure his hands were covered, as he was continued to approach it. As he opened its cage, its eyes were red, leaving only faint trails of brown pigment and a yellow residue surrounding it. "It" was what David name things like it. He could no longer seem them as pets, or even animals. It was too depressing to think bout. It crawled about, searching and hiding ready to pounce away at its prey. The sound of it grinding its fang like teeth echoed in the cold metal box that contained it. As it tried to run away in its confinement, David shout his hand out and grabbed it by its tail –as a gateway to a choke hold. The serum, injected into his neck, severed its nerve impulses and instantly, went limp. For a while it whimpered, before the monster growing inside would die. …show more content…
Jotting down any last observations recording the information then discarding it as he had usually done. No bites nor cuts; he was relieved. He walked over to the trashcan and looked into the window in hopes for something imaginary but he saw nothing except gray skies and broken down buildings. He signed and closed his eyes, hoping it would all go