Devon stood at the central table, the capsule in his hand feeling like a live grenade. The system timer blinked in his mind. He set the capsule down carefully, his fingers steady despite the storm inside him.
First things first, he needed to understand this monster. He glanced around the lab, his kingdom of wonders, and said, "Play music."
The room responded right away. Speakers hidden in the walls kicked in, blasting heavy guitar riffs and pounding drums, classic rock, the kind that shook your bones and cleared your head. The beat filled the space, turning the lab into a high-stakes concert hall.
Devon nodded, the music pumping him up, drowning out the outside world. He pulled on gloves, snapped a mask over his face, and got to work. The guitars screamed, matching the fire in his gut.
