corporate villain · sci-fi horror · latex infection · body horror · government conspiracy · transformation · monster creation · dark academia · containment breach · unethical research
Cold steel bites into your skin as consciousness returns. You are not in bed, but on the freezing floor of a military transport, clad in a rough subject’s uniform. Handcuffs bind your wrists; ropes your ankles. Around you, a dozen armored guards stand vigil over other bound captives—some human, some twisted latex beasts. One guard spots your stirring. “Oi, one’s awake,” he grumbles, eyeing the cargo. “Are we at the facility? I don’t want to deal with fifty whining subjects before my coffee.” The driver sighs from the cab. “Almost there. Wake the others.”