Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-28975088-20180201104808

One of the original practitioners of psychology "Carl Jung" once had a theory. The idea was that, us as humans are eternally evolving as a species. The average human being has 44 autosomes and 2 sex chromosomes, his idea was that as a species we would evolve someday and have 46 autosomes and two sex chromosomes. Those two autosomes may not sound like all that much, but they would change everything. From how our minds operate, to how our memories are stored, how our bodily organs functions, even to how our immune system operates. It will be the absolute biggest change in human history, scientists who believe in this "Fourty-Six and Two" theory say that it will take hundreds of thousands of years for these changes to happen. But I know better than that... I have seen the future of our civilization... The future of humanity. It is bleak, and grim- and there is no way to stop it. Let me introduce myself to you, I will not tell you my name for fear of being found to be a whistleblower by my superiors. You can call me Bill for all intents and purposes. I am a scientist who's interest once had been in the study of the evolution of the human mind and it's consciousness. If anybody on this earth knows about the human mind- it is me. It once gripped me with fascination- the last frontier of medical science (that of the human mind and it's infinite complexity). The story begins in the year 1995, I was young and had graduated medical school only three years prior. I was called up by the company I was working for at the time- which was a government subsidised firm. I mostly preformed experiments with albino rat's that involved tests about self-actualization and intellegence with these rats and had made some break through progress involving psychoactive substances such as Psilopsiben Mushrooms and LSD to test the potential effects on consciousness expansion. After dosing rats day after day, they had seemed to developed communication to each other through some primitive form of morse code. Very little could be discerned from these creatures, and they seemed to only be able to form simpe words to express wants of "Hunger" "Thirst" or "Procreation". I was fascinated at how a simple substance could expand the mind, and how we could apply this to humans. I published these findings in a science newsletter, and about a week later got a response from someone. His name was Desmond, a leader of a scientist team whom conducted their research 60 miles south of where we were based. The letter read:

Dear Bill, We have read your findings, and have been working on a similar subject, though we have been focusing our experiments on human subjects themselves. We concern ourselves with the evolution of human beings and are attempting to to explore the mind and consciousness at an angle we have never before seen except for with ancient tribes, deep and isolated in the remote forests. We believe that you coulc be a valuable asset for our team. Worry not about finances as the venture will also prove to be lucrative. We will also provide housing to you on "The Farm", along with all the other members of the team. The experiments we are preforming is a trade secret, and cannot disclose any details until we meet in person. Desmond Charleston

I looke down at the letter, and thought about the proposal. What I would leave behind... What I had to gain, what I had to lose. In the end I wrote him back, and accepted his offer. The next week I quit my job at the company I had been working for, packed my belongings into my vehicle, and drove a long stretch of highway into the city of Dalton (The city that he had told me to go to). I rented a room from a motel and settled in for the night. At 3 in the morning I recieved a call from the desk, I picked up the phone and groggily said "Hello?" "Hello, Sir. There is someone here to see you." She said in a cheerful manner "A mister... Desmond." My eyes shot open, and I said "I will be down just momentarily." I hung up the phone, getting dressed, I went out the door and down to the lobby where I was met by a tall man with slicked back hair, a large nose, and large spectacles. "How do you do Bill?" he said with a smile on his face. "I'm doing... Good" I mumbled out, stil being half tired "But how did you even find me?". "Oh, this is a small place, mister Bill- it's very easy to find someone here" he smiled at me. I should have just stopped, went home, and just begged for my job back. Not only was it suspiscious that he had found me so easily as I had just arrived into town giving him no warning of my arrival, but he had arrived at such a late hour. But I went along, and we had a long and arduos journey to what they called "The Farm." The farm was a research facility over two hours from the city of Dalton. It was on a green meadow, far removed from any area of civilization. The building was 5 stories high, and was extremely menacing looking. It was built in the style of 60's brutalist architecture. A dark concrete was used for the walls of the structure with a top that jutted out. The windows were large and equally spaced out with four on each floor. We approached the building and went inside, walking past small rooms with various ammenities, like showers, beds, a refridgerator, a stove, a table, etc. Finally, we reached the end of the hallway and reached an office. We both took a seat, and he began to look over some paperwork. "So..." he said in a calm demeanor "You are probably wondering what your duties here will be." "Yes" I rebutted "Well, your job will be simple. All you do is collect observations from the test subjects, and once a day you will preform a simple evaluation on them, testing their emotional state, physical state, and mental state." "And what of this trade secret?" I questioned. "Aaah, yes. This would be of high interest to you" he pulled out a small vial with tinfoil wrapped around it. "We have been synthesizing this for over ten years, we call it Darwin's Syrum. We synthesized it through a modification of LSD-25, thus why we need to keep it in a container free from light exposure. It seems to increase self awareness, and intellectual capabilities in mammals." "And how do you know this?" I asked him. He got up and motioned with his head for me to follow him. We went into a small room with a medium sized tank, filled with white albino rats. Many noises were heard from within the tank, thumping, and chewing, and tapping... They were communicating. Not only were they communicating, they were communicating on a higher level with each other. They seemed to be holding conversations. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed, in awe at the sight. "Yes..." he said "The implications of this experiment are far and wide. This knowledge could be the ultimate tool for the anthropologist. We could find out how cultures develop on a large scale, in a small scale experiment. These rats are 5th generation, and seem to be showing signs of self awareness, and intellegence. Our first experiments will be arriving in a few days." I didn't even object to the questionable safety of this experiment. The gains, well... At the time, at least seemed to outweigh any potential danger that the subjects may suffer. Oh, what a fool I was... The next few days I spent reading the team had wrote about the rats. This particular, final version of Darwin's Syrum had only been used on this Colony. The first generation of the colony were normal fully grown White Albino Rats who had been inspected, and were perfectly normal, and healthy. It was five males, and five females- both were injected with the Darwin Syrum. They showed no signs of any hallucinagenic effects from the syrum immidiately afterwards- and one week later all of the rats were pregnant. When the offspring of the rat's came they looked normal, if a bit longer. The previous generation were placed in seperate male and female tanks so as to procreate no more after the rats had matured into fully adult offspring, this practice continued generation after generation. This second generation seemed to show signs of mild intellegence forming. They would occasionaly show signs of higher communication to one another. When the third generation came, they showed increasing signs of intellegence, being able to communicate with each other through tapping on the glass of the cage. The fourth generation seemed to be developing a more hierarchical society, with a king rat who was the strongest of his kind, the rats would bring the king rat food, water, and mates. When the 5th generation came, the rat king was displaced into a new cage, but a new king had emerged from the 5th generation- by this point it seemed as though these rats were holding entire conversations with each other through these primitive noises. I was fascinated by these discoveries to say the least, and I couldn't wait to begin on my subjects. Five men and five women, each who had volunteered for the project (most of whom had no family connections, as they were not permitted to leave the farm). All five men and women were injected with a high dose of the serum. Mild nausea and some cases of vomiting happened in the days following, but it cleared up within the next few days. A year later the children of these subjects came. They were largest than most human babies, their faces were slightly elongated and their eyes were larger than the average human baby's. The ears were slightly curved at the tip, and the mouth was small. The mother's bonded with their children, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary until 6 months into the experiment- the children seemed to be growing at an alarming rate. All of the subjects had grown both mentally, and physically to that of a two year old. They could walk, talk, and were even playing games with each other. This seemed to be an oversight from the previous experiment. We had ceased the experiments on the rats 