SawadaTakari

The monster under the bed came out and ate my father. He stepped toward my mother: she screamed, but the monster was too strong. He put her to sleep in a pool of red water. He turned around and saw me, concealed in the half-light and wide eyes peeping out of the slightly opened door of my bedroom. He grinned at me with his teeth shining like mirrors. The monster saw himself in my eyes. He got tired and went back to sleep under the bed. My father woke up, only by then, it was too late.

Screams echoed throughout the conference room. One of the exposed products started to wriggle erratically behing the glass, confusing the potential clients examinating various models. The security seized it immidiately and plunged a needle in the pulsating vein of its throat. The limp flesh slided down without resistance. The doctor went to reassure the visitors as the guards dragged out the corpse to dump it in the stench of the overheating incinerator. "Sorry. The Perfect Human subject 4's useless emotions generator accidentally reactivated despite our efforts to upgrade the neocortex…" A journalist scribbled down, "Failed project: perfec