You drive onto the soft sand of the beach and get out. From the looks of things everyone is getting ready for the party later. "I guess I'll help everyone get set up." You say with a sly smile. "And maybe I can have some fun while I'm at it..." You walk over to Dr. Clare, one of your top minions and ask what she is doing. "Oh, g'day ma'am." She replied in a soft voice. "I'm setting up the DNA splicing both for later, would mind giving me a hand?" You smile. "Certainly... What do you need me to do?" She scratched her head for a moment. "Hmmm... could you move those crates over by the tent to the otherside of the beach? Just be careful, there are a lot of dangerous mutants and such inside some of them..." You walk over to the stack of crates and pull out your shrinkray. "Guess I best get to work..." You say as evil ideas begin to fill your head...
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