Specimen 313
“It had been a delicious meal for sure (he didn't get to eat humans very often, so it was always a special treat), but he felt somehow unsatisfied. Not hungry, necessarily, just sort of... unfulfilled.
He shifted in his dirt a bit. Almost watering time. Maybe that was the problem---his soil was too dry, and it was keeping him from enjoying his dinner.
Could be.
Probably not.
He'd actually felt this way for the past couple of days. Kind of bored. Kind of sad. There were plenty of things going on ...in the greenhouse laboratory for him to watch, including a minor rampage by Specimen 201 that ended with the unfortunate plant being clipped to shreds with a pair of garden shears, but none of them captured his interest the way they had in the past.
He wished he had a means to communicate with humans. It would be nice to be able to ask Dr. Prethorius about why he might be feeling this way. He hoped he wasn't sick.
Dr. Prethorius certainly wasn't down in the dumps. The scientist had let out his usual high-pitched cackle when Max's powerful leaves slammed shut over the vagrant's arm, severing it at the shoulder, and he'd laughed so hard that tears flowed down his cheeks as he used a shovel to deliver more blows to the head than were probably necessary.MoreLess
He shifted in his dirt a bit. Almost watering time. Maybe that was the problem---his soil was too dry, and it was keeping him from enjoying his dinner.
Could be.
Probably not.
He'd actually felt this way for the past couple of days. Kind of bored. Kind of sad. There were plenty of things going on ...in the greenhouse laboratory for him to watch, including a minor rampage by Specimen 201 that ended with the unfortunate plant being clipped to shreds with a pair of garden shears, but none of them captured his interest the way they had in the past.
He wished he had a means to communicate with humans. It would be nice to be able to ask Dr. Prethorius about why he might be feeling this way. He hoped he wasn't sick.
Dr. Prethorius certainly wasn't down in the dumps. The scientist had let out his usual high-pitched cackle when Max's powerful leaves slammed shut over the vagrant's arm, severing it at the shoulder, and he'd laughed so hard that tears flowed down his cheeks as he used a shovel to deliver more blows to the head than were probably necessary.MoreLess
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