The Laboratory.

I don’t period.  Sometimes, the light periods are long and busy.  Sometimes, the darkness periods are an eternity.  In this light period, I am put at work in containing chemical compound.  live a circadian life as a person might have.  I live by artificial light and darkness My work is important.  I contain liquids and I let chemical do their fizzle.  I like what I do.  My employer is the only one that use me.  No one else dare to touch me.

Here he come.  I like his fingers.  They are strong and thick.  The nails are cut squarely.  The hands are very masculine and with a lot of apparent hairs.  They aren’t knowing the hard work of manly labor.  Those hands only knows the scientific work.  I also see the body of my employer.  He is tall, very tall.  From my vantage point, he seems gigantic.  He always wear his immaculate lab coat.  Never I see stain on this white coat.  I see some hint of his pale blue shirt with fine darker stripes.  Always well ironed.  His lower self isn’t very visible for me.  He have  black pants with a nice black belt.  The buckle is shiny silver.  I think he is wearing sneaker most of the time.  It’s the only shoes I see each time he bring me around.  I see his face too.  He is definitively a man.  His jaw is square, well cut.  Sometimes, he is closely shaven.  In those occasion, he have a meeting with some important persons.  Most of the times, he have a few days old bear and mustachio.  He have thick black hair.  His eyes are steel blue.  His nose is like a hawk beak, very strait and fine.  His nostril well defined.  From a woman point of view, the lips are kissable and full.  They are well defined with a soft natural pink colour.  He never smile.  I never see him speak.  So I don’t see his dentition.  He is a very serious looking man.


The component making myself may distort my vision but it is exactly as I see him.  I also can tell that he is sure of himself.  He handle me with precision.  He is quick too.  He knows what he is doing. Every manipulation and every concoction of liquid had been thought out in his efficient brain.  If he wanted, he could leaves the laboratory and change the world just with his hypothesis.  But I think he likes working in a lab.  He look at me, he seems to caress my had exterior.  If I was a sentient being, I would have been red of excitement.  To resume his person, I would say he is the ultimate lab rat hidden in his lair.  In his way, he is a genius.

I like doing something concrete to help science.  I put all my content to work.  My employer have important task for me.  I want to do it well.  It’s my job.  My employer’s name is Etienne Deslongchamps.  He is a well known scientist.  Some people say he is a mad scientist.  I must disagree with them.  He is not a mad scientist.  He is just a visionary.  What he is doing right now is a research on psychic powers.  He is sampling blood from known psychic.  He also tries to come up with a psychic substance akin to some psychedelic drugs.  His goal?  To open the psychic eye for the whole world!

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