Vol1
Some memories of Munster are coming back.
Over the next few days, Rand thought of a few things one after another. For example, when a medical staff checked him one day, he saw a small gray hanging on the chain of the other party's mobile phone. Rabbit pendant.
… I love you all the way to the moon and back here from the moon.
Such a sentence suddenly jumped into Rand's head, like a little rabbit.
Then he thought of a room that smelled faintly of wood, the sofa, he was leaning on the cushions, and the heavy creature muttered on his lap. In his memory, he held a book in his hand and read softly...
"Munster..."
Rand murmured without even noticing it.
"what?"
The doctor raised his head in surprise and looked at Rand.
"What did you just say?"
He moved the thermometer away from Rand's skin and began to look at Rand with that exploratory gaze.
"Who do you remember?"
Rand blinked, staring at the doctor with the meekness and quietness of a flawed man.
"I... do I have company?"
He spoke slowly.
"When I came here for treatment, was I alone?" After thinking about it, Rand added, "Why hasn't Vincent come to see me?"
The doctor glanced quickly at the assistant beside him, a shrewd brunette Romanian, who quickly turned on the room tape and began recording Rand's conversation with the doctor.
"It looks like you really have some memory recovery," the doctor took out Rand's brain scan and said in a different position. His voice became softer and more oriented than before. "Rand, yes, there were some other people around you when we found you... were they your friends?"
The doctor said deliberately.
Yes…
Rand almost subconsciously said the answer.
Fortunately, Rand changed his answer almost instinctively before the voice burst into his lips.
"I don't remember... Vincent? Why hasn't Vincent come to see me for so long?"
He says.
The doctor's expression became a little embarrassed. He reached out his hand soothingly and tried to pat Rand on the shoulder, but Rand avoided it.
"Mr. Sievers is not in good health," said the doctor's smile, as genial as ever - Rand's special ability was highly valued by the deep whites, who had been trying to eliminate it with a more intimate relationship. Rand's subconscious resistance to Deep White Labs. The doctor is a carefully selected candidate.
He is personable, gentle in temperament, and has a cold heart that is completely different from his appearance...
And now, it's time to prove him.
"You're not doing very well either, Rand. When you get better, I'm sure you'll see Mr. Sivers. And Mr. Sievers must want to see you in good health, doesn't he?"
Looking straight into Rand's eyes, he said word by word, his tone and attitude almost as kind as a young Santa Claus, but his answer was as cold as ever.
Rand pursed his lips.
He just had some memory issues, not mental retardation—for a split second, Rand almost wanted to yell at the person in front of him. But he soon woke up, something must have happened - Rand could feel that even if his memory was still missing, but with the gradual recovery of his brain, Rand had been imprisoned from this laboratory. (rather than "wards" as they call it), and the subtle attitudes of others to see this. Even if he rolls around like a spoiled child and makes a lot of noise, Rand can't get the real answer.
So he wisely chose to pretend to be docile in front of the doctor (as he has been doing all this time). After that, when trying to talk to him, he began to perfunctory frequently with "I don't remember" until the other party finally showed some impatience.
"...Sorry, Rand, Vincent won't be able to see you for a while, but you'll see him when you get better."
The doctor said that he had already started to pack up his medical equipment and was about to leave, but did not notice that the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously when he said the last sentence. And this subtle movement was caught unconsciously by Rand, and he immediately felt that the second half of the doctor's sentence was just a lie - in fact, the doctor did not think he would see Vincent again, even if he really after recovery.
Rand felt a little chill in his body.
What exactly happened? Why are these people so dismissive of Vincent? Rand watched the doctor disappear into the room. He returned to the corner covered with blankets and put the blue Stitch doll in his arms.
He felt panic and fear like never before, and he had an ominous premonition, but damn... Even if it got better, the memories of the last few years were still hazy in Rand's mind.
"Munster-"
Rand said softly.
He let his thoughts go and let himself cowardly imagine that the doll in his hand was the little monster he remembered (that monster did have a petite period when he was young), which made him a little less isolated A little helpless.
And now what he needs to do is to completely calm down and figure out what happened during the time he lost his memory.
Thinking of this, Rand turned his head to look at the side of the pool in the room—
The side of the observation film that is located in the room has been set to the mode of mirror reflection. In theory, Rand should only see his own reflection. However, at this moment in Rand's seriousness, observe what happens behind the film. It was all so clear: the researcher was walking around, and the icy instruments were watching him indifferently. In their eyes, Rand Sievers is not like a human at all, but like some kind of animal, or a test subject.
The cold feeling that started from the limbs spread in Rand's body, and he inadvertently met the eyes of a researcher...
Rand's whole body shook uncontrollably.
The look in the other's eyes finally made him understand where that terrifying familiarity came from.
Those poor, heartbroken subjects… Rand thought, the researchers looked at them with the same indifference when they were thrown at him like rubbish.
Rand felt he had to figure out what was going on, but his memory... Rand hated himself, he hated himself for not being able to remember anything useful, and the only thing clear in his mind right now was about that Fragment of a little monster.
Oh yes, Munster, and Munster!
Rand's fingers sank deep into the blue Stitch's fur, he had only begun to regain his memory from his previous encounter with Munster, and now he had a hunch that he needed to see it again.
Vol2
However, the meeting with Munster was not as simple as Rand imagined.
A few days later, he tried to put forward his ideas to the doctor pretending not to care, but the doctor refused after hesitating for a moment. Rand was a little surprised by this, because in the previous days of "Wanderlust", he knew that the people in the laboratory had been trying to find out the real relationship between him and Munster. In fact, why Rand Sivers ended up with the experimental subject 7371 and the failed work "Prince" has always been a key research project in the department. They even put forward the theory of "like attracts" - even in the wild, sirens will instinctively find each other and form a new clique to operate. Of course, there are many people who object to this, the prince is essentially a clone, and Rand is not a siren in the strict sense... The reason why they are together is just a coincidence.
Yes, researchers do want to know why, but in the long run, Rand, who can soothe his subjects, is a more worthy investment. The situation is a bit contradictory, but it is a fact that the deep white laboratory has been avoiding the real encounter between Rand and Munster (among which Rand's exclusive laboratory has the most violent attitude).
"...For your safety, Rand, that's a very..." The doctor mulled over his words, then mumbled. "Anyway, we can't risk you."
He almost told Rand that researchers had found evidence of being sexually assaulted by Subject 7371 in him before.
After seeing Rand's scrawny body and pure eyes, the doctor rationally felt that it was not a good time to stimulate Rand.
"We are here for your own good..."
"Then, let me see Vincent!"
Rand raised his head and said. His voice was not loud, but it was unusually firm.
The doctor's face became extraordinarily ugly...
Of course, Vincent Sivers is unlikely to be at the Deep White headquarters - as far as the doctor's recent information is concerned, Vincent has been secretly transported to a secret underwater military base of the US military near the Arctic Circle.
Vincent's powerful attack makes the Pentagon very happy, but his rebelliousness has also made Shenbai criticized by those government dogs with eyes above the top.
Next, however, Rand challenges the Deep White.
He started refusing to eat and started making a lot of noise...
It was very rare for Rand to explode his acting skills at this critical moment. He started screaming like a retard, throwing bowls and exhausting himself. Considering his previous brain surgery, some people are beginning to worry about whether it was the surgery that left him with unknown after-effects.
And the most troublesome thing is that with Rand's current state of mind, it seems impossible to appease the Siren experimental subject.
The entire lab was devastated by Rand's extreme non-cooperation, and in the end, they had to make concessions.
Just like I said before, Vincent is currently under the control of the Pentagon, they can't let Rand see Vincent, but Subject 7371 can...
Just for safety reasons, they still did not allow Rand to have direct contact with Subject 7371.
In the end, they just agreed to let Rand meet Subject 7371 through the glass in the observation room...
"You have no memory of it, do you?"
That's what the doctor told Rand.
Rand never thought it would be so difficult for him to see that strange monster again.
Playing a mentally handicapped person is definitely not an easy task for someone like him, and rejecting the lab animals who are mentally broken is even more stressful for Rand.
He felt like he had a heart of stone. But no matter how much he wanted to give up, Rand always thought of Munster's excitement when he "meeted" with him at the most difficult time, and the promise he made to that little monster.
"I will come to you!"
He said so to it, and he felt he should do it.
He already remembered some fragments between him and it, but those memories were so foreign to him... but pleasant. He didn't quite understand why he wanted to keep such an ugly reptile in the first place, and from his memory, he was even quite happy - he even bathed with it and slept with it, even if the other party made the sheets got sticky...
Normal people would scream and run away when they saw a terrifying monster, but Rand knew that he even loved that monster in every possible way.
Is that why the other party is so attached to him? Rand thought.
But how does this explain his own fearful and distressed feelings towards Munster
Rand was led by the staff in extreme anxiety to the observation room of the laboratory with the pulse gun that he had "visited" many times.
There was a peculiar smell of ozone in the corridor leading to that room, leaking from the air ventilation system.
As Rand walked down the corridor, he suddenly heard the sound of something clicking from behind the walls on both sides. That was the sound of the cables working in the elevator shaft.
"Don't worry, Rand."
Standing by Rand's side was a young nurse, who had always taken good care of him.
"I heard that they deregulated Test Subject 7371 a few days ago. It is very weak now, and it is unlikely to pose any threat to you."
The girl seemed to have mistaken the reason for Rand's silence.
She thought that Rand was afraid of the terrifying experimental subject, after all, the latter would go crazy for no reason and had already injured many operators and breeders. But she didn't know that the so-called out-of-control treatment made Rand's heart suspend and shrink tightly.
Rand doesn't know exactly what dysregulated processing refers to, but considering that the nurse even uttered the word "weak", that's proof that Subject 7371 is in very bad shape. That almost overflowing anger and heartache once again permeated Rand's heart.
And after entering the observation room, Rand almost couldn't wait to rush to the window - then, he saw the real subject 7371.
His pupils dilated from an olive shape to a circle in that instant, and his palms were pressed tightly against the glass. His heartache grew stronger and deeper.
Rand could hardly believe his eyes—
In memory, the little idiot who likes to listen to stories and is always a fool, is tightly bound in a restraint constructed of plexiglass and hoses at this moment. Of course, from a functional point of view, it is more appropriate to describe this restraint as a "blood pump". From the silver spherical pump, there is a popping sound when the machine is running, and the sound sounds like it has been amplified countless times. 's heartbeat, but it actually made those sounds, drawing blood from Subject 7371's body.
The dark blue liquid was pumped into the spherical centrifuges, the merman stock solution and some other Siren-specific blood cells were separated out, and then injected into the body of Subject 7371 through the other side of the tube.
This process has been going on for a long time, and because of this, Subject 7371 has become extremely weak.
"No... God... how could you..."
The moment Rand saw the low-hanging head of the monster, his heart cracked with severe pain. He looked at the group of researchers standing beside Subject 7371 in disbelief, and his eyes were wet with extreme anger.
"Uh... it's a siren after all."
The nurse couldn't understand Rand's anger. In her opinion, a creature like Siren was terrifyingly powerful, and drawing some effective substances from its blood would indeed make it weak and painful, but it was necessary in itself.
"...it was developed by people and used by people."
she muttered.
"And, Rand, please don't be deceived by what it looks like now, it was going crazy here just a few days ago - he injured an operator and was very uncooperative in the following experiments..."
"experiment?"
"Yes, we need it to attack some humanoids to test the function of the weapon... You know, sheep, pigs... Sheep's lungs are very familiar to humans, and pig fat and heart are..."
"What you said doesn't cooperate, is it..."
Some images suddenly appeared in Rand's mind, and he trembled slightly because of this.
However, he had been weak for too long, and the trembling did not attract the nurse's attention at all, and she continued to speak to Rand in a tone like gossip between girls: "It has always been reluctant to attack those animals, even When the operator tried to demonstrate in front of him, it jumped and tore off one of his arms - it was horrible, Rand."
said the nurse.
Rand felt like he was about to cry. His fingers were digging on the cold, hard, impact-resistant glass. The fingernails on his fingertips began to grow unconsciously, and then became sharp.
"You are such an idiot."
Rand muttered.
He knew better than anyone why Rand didn't attack the animals...
Because, in an apartment, the self that now Rand can't understand, once said to Munster that you can't hurt other animals... It kept its promise to him.
"Rand..."
The nurse looked at Rand, who was filled with a strange breath, and turned on the pager in a panic.
"Dr. Zach... I think there's something wrong here."
She was so nervous that her voice began to change.
In reality, her call was a little… late.
Rand Sivers, who was so docile and quiet in everyone's impression, now has a very dangerous aura around him, and he makes his feet go weak. The nurse felt a sharp pain in her palm and tail, and then realized that she had unknowingly hit the ground.
And her legs were wet and stinking.
"God, gosh..."
She cried, but the tears were not from shame but from extreme fear beyond words.
"Crack-"
The next second, a voice made her turn her head in disbelief.
This is not true.
A thought flashed across her confused mind.
This can't be true. The specially made impact-resistant glass, which is strong enough to withstand the attack of armor-piercing bullets, began to crack clearly under Rand's fingertips.
Moreover, those cracks are still expanding like a spider web.