"This is complicated," Taros said as he leaned against the wall, watching Dr. Dave bend over the microscope. The lab was quiet except for the low hum of machines, the both of them still searching for a cure. "Evan's case is a bit different from Kael's. Kael is a werewolf who got injected. Are you sure he is really creating werewolves?"
Dr. Dave narrowed one eye through the lens, adjusting until he was satisfied with what he saw. He pulled back, reached for a notebook, and scribbled something quickly before setting the pen aside.
"What do you think, doc?" Taros asked, his voice tight with impatience. His head was full of questions, and only Dave seemed like the one who could untangle them. "I am dying of curiosity here."
"You may be right," Dave finally answered, lifting his gaze. He picked up a few tubes and set them carefully on the stand in front of him. "But think of it this way… what if the drugs were never meant for Kael?"
