Richard focused on the transformation. It didn't look the same as how the boss transformed. Could he make a conjecture that each pill depending on the variants of the mutated zombies would yield different results on the subjects?
Richard observed closely as Subject A's body continued to morph, muscles bulging and skin stretching. It was a grotesque transformation, yet he couldn't look away; the data being collected was too valuable.
"Sir, everything is off the charts," Aaron informed Richard, his voice tense as he monitored the rapidly changing vital signs on the screen. "Heart rate, blood pressure, respiratory rate – they're all reaching critical levels."
"Keep monitoring him. Document everything," Richard instructed.
