Hat-tori
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
"Another batch that failed to meet expectations." he said with a sigh, marking the large box of glass bottles with an 'X'. "Effective but too many side effects for widespread use. Patients showed no remorse in harming others, have been institutionalized." he wrote as he spoke. "This is the fifth batch of the drug, and the problems persist despite dilution and other attempts to lessen the effects." he drank deeply from another bottle in his pocket and sighed. "We'll lose funding at this rate." he said to the only other person in the lab. He was tall and thin, with black hair and eyes. His face now had a small beard, and a moustache. He was losing himself in his work.
And that work was to make a drug that supplemented psychological treatments towards curing several social phobias. The problem was that his drugs were too effective. Within weeks, the patients would feel no remorse towards murder, or harm, or would even hurt themselves to see what it would feel like. He sighed.
"Dump this batch. We'll start on the next one with a lower active chemical percentage, again." he rubbed his forehead quietly. "This is going to be our last batch. After this, we lose our funding unless we have results."
And that work was to make a drug that supplemented psychological treatments towards curing several social phobias. The problem was that his drugs were too effective. Within weeks, the patients would feel no remorse towards murder, or harm, or would even hurt themselves to see what it would feel like. He sighed.
"Dump this batch. We'll start on the next one with a lower active chemical percentage, again." he rubbed his forehead quietly. "This is going to be our last batch. After this, we lose our funding unless we have results."