The contagion hadn’t leaked but people around the lab reported symptoms. Do we not yet fully understand our own creation?
It split then mutated. It devoured its environment. It lived and it evolved. From there, it conquered and destroyed.
How had it come to this? The nanobots were harmless, they healed us, kept us alive. Where did they achieve sentience?!
“I am,” she repeated her answer to my question.
Government. (FanFic – Star Wars)
Stalks protruded from his hands, at first. His body was a forest by the time Ange came back with the anti-fungal.
“This won’t do.”
The Light Tower was more than a research building, it was a laboratory equipped to alter the genes of children.
Green. (FanFic – W40k)
“My favourite shade of green?” the Great Unclean One repeated the cultist’s question as he thought. “Gangrene.”
“It’s rendered. Rendered!” she arched her arms above her head as the homonculi animated on the screen before her glazed eyes.
They aligned, and darkness fell on the land as their proximities charged an EMP across the planet that the moons orbited.
“But you took me!”