Mermaid Effect

Vol1

Some memories of Munster are coming back.

In the next few days, Rand remembered some things one after another. For example, when a medical staff checked him one day, he saw a small gray bird hanging from the other party's mobile phone chain. Rabbit pendant.

... I love you to the moon and back from the moon.

Such a sentence jumped into Rand's head so suddenly, like a little rabbit.

Then he thought of a room that smelled faintly of wood, the sofa, and he leaned on the cushions while the heavy creature muttered on his knees.In his memory, he was reading softly with a book in his hand...

"Munster..."

Rand murmured without even realizing it.

"what?"

The doctor looked up at Rand in surprise.

"What did you just say?"

He moved the thermometer away from the surface of Rand's skin, and began to examine Rand with that probing gaze.

"Do you remember anyone?"

Rand blinked, staring at the doctor with the meekness and quietness of a flawed person.

"I... do I have a companion?"

He spoke slowly.

"When I came here for treatment, was I the only one?" After thinking for a while, Rand added, "Why hasn't Vincent come to see me?"

The doctor glanced quickly at the assistant beside him, a quick-witted brunette Romanian, who quickly turned on the in-room recording and began to record the conversation between Rand and the doctor.

"It seems that you really have some memory recovery," the doctor took out Rand's brain scan record, and then changed his posture and said, his voice became softer than before, and at the same time, it was more oriented. "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 this answer.

But fortunately, before the voice burst out of his lips, Rand almost instinctively changed his answer.

"I don't remember... Vincent? Why hasn't Vincent come to see me for so long?"

He said.

The doctor's expression became a little embarrassed. He stretched out his hand soothingly and tried to pat Rand on the shoulder, but Rand avoided him.

"Mr. Sievers' physical condition is not very good now." The smile on the doctor's face was as kind as ever - Rand's special ability made the deep white people attach great importance to it, and they had been trying to use a more intimate relationship before. Eliminate Rand's subconscious resistance to Deep White Lab.The doctor is a carefully selected candidate.

He is personable, gentle, and has a cold heart that is completely different from his appearance...

And now, it's time to prove him.

"Your condition is not very good, Rand. I believe you will see Mr. Sievers after you get better. And Mr. Sievers must also want to see a healthy you, doesn't he?"

He looked straight into Rand's eyes and said word by word. From his tone and attitude, he was as kind as a young Santa Claus, but his answer was as cold as ever.

Rand pursed his lips.

He just had some memory problems, not a mental retardation—for a moment, Rand felt like yelling at the person in front of him.But he soon woke up, something must have happened—Rand could feel that even though his memory was still a little missing, but with the gradual recovery of his brain, Rand had already escaped from the experiment where he was imprisoned. This can be seen in the room (not the "ward" as they say), and the subtlety of others.Even if he rolled around on the floor like a coquettish child and made a lot of noise, Rand couldn't get the real answer.

So he rationally chose to pretend to be docile in front of the doctor (as he had been showing all this time).After that, when he tried to strike up a conversation, he began to use "don't remember" frequently as a perfunctor, until the other party finally showed some impatience.

"...I'm sorry, Rand, Vincent won't be able to visit you in a short time, but you will see him when you recover."

The doctor said that he had already started to pack his medical equipment and was about to leave, but he didn't notice that the corner of his mouth moved unconsciously when he said the last sentence.But this subtle movement was caught by Rand subconsciously, and he immediately felt that the second half of the doctor's sentence was just a lie-in fact, the doctor didn't think he would see Vincent again, even if he really after recovery.

Rand felt some chills in his body.

What happened?Why are these people so contemptuous when it comes to Vincent?Rand watched the doctor disappear into the room. He returned to the blanketed corner 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 memory of the past few years was still blurred in Rand's mind.

"Munster—"

Rand said softly.

He let his thoughts go, let himself cowardly imagine that the doll in his hand was the little monster in his memory (the monster had indeed been petite and cute when he was young), which made him a little less isolated. A little helpless.

And what he needs to do now is to calm down completely, and then figure out what happened during the time when he lost his memory.

Thinking of this, Rand turned his head to the side of the pool in the room—

The side of the observation membrane located in the room has been set to mirror reflection mode. In theory, Rand should only be able to see his own reflection. Everything is so clear: the researchers are walking around, while the cold instruments are watching him indifferently.In their eyes, Rand Sievers is not like a human being at all, but like some kind of animal, or a test product.

The cold feeling that started from the extremities spread in Rand's body, and he inadvertently met the eyes of a certain researcher...

Rand shook uncontrollably.

The other person's eyes finally let him understand where the terrible familiarity came from.

Those poor, heartbroken experimental subjects... Rand thought, when those pathetic experimental animals were thrown in front of him like garbage, those researchers looked at them with the same indifference.

Rand felt that he had to figure out what was going on, but his memory... Rand hated himself, he hated that he couldn't remember anything useful, and now the only thing clear in his mind was about A fragment of that little monster.

Oh yes, Munster, and Munster!

Rand's fingers sank deep into Blue Stitch's fur. He had only begun to regain his memory during 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 pretend not to care and put forward his idea to the doctor, but the other party refused after hesitating for a moment.Rand was a little surprised by this, because in the "fugue" of the previous few days, he knew that the people in the laboratory had been trying to figure out the real relationship between him and Munster.In fact, why Rand Sievers ended up with Experiment 7371 and the failed work "Prince" has always been a key research project in the department.They even put forward the theory of "similar attraction"-even in a wild environment, sirens will find each other instinctively and form a new small group to carry out activities.Of course, there are quite a few people who object to this. The prince is essentially a clone, and Rand is not strictly speaking a siren...the reason why they got together is just a coincidence.

Yes, researchers do want to know why, but in the long run, Rand, which can calm the emotions of experimental subjects, is a more worthwhile investment.The situation is a bit contradictory, but this is the fact that the deep white laboratory has been avoiding the real meeting between Rand and Munster (among them, the attitude of Rand's exclusive laboratory is the most violent).

"...for your safety, Rand, that's a very..." The doctor thought about his words before ambiguously saying, "In short, we can't take you at risk."

He was about to tell Rand that researchers had found evidence of sexual abuse by Subject 7371 on him before.

After seeing Rand's scrawny body and innocent eyes, the doctor rationally felt that it was not a good time to provoke Rand.

"We're here for your own good..."

"Then, let me see Vincent!"

Rand looked up, and said.His voice was not loud, but it was unusually firm.

The doctor's face became extremely ugly...

Of course, it is impossible for Vincent Sievers to appear at Deep White Headquarters—according to the doctor’s recent news, Vincent has been secretly transported to a secret underwater military base of the US military near the Arctic Circle.

Vincent's powerful attack power made the Pentagon very happy, but at the same time, his unruly nature caused Shenbai to be criticized by the government dogs with their eyes above the top.

Next, however, Rand puts the deep whites up to a challenge.

He started refusing to eat and started making a fuss...

It is rare for Rand to explode his acting skills at this critical moment. He began to scream like a mentally retarded man, throwing bowls and exhausting himself.Given his previous brain surgery, some are concerned whether it may have caused unexplained aftereffects.

And the most troublesome thing is that with Rand's current state of mind, it seems impossible to calm the spirit of the Siren experimental subject.

The entire laboratory was devastated by Rand's extreme lack of cooperation. In the end, they had to make concessions.

Just like what I said before, Vincent is currently under the control of the Pentagon. It is impossible for them to let Rand see Vincent, but Experimental Subject 7371 can...

Just for safety reasons, they still did not allow Rand to come into direct contact with Experimental 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 imagined that seeing that strange monster again would be so difficult.

Playing a mentally handicapped person is definitely not an easy task for him, and rejecting those experimental animals with mental breakdown made Rand feel great pressure.

He felt that he had a heart of stone.But no matter how much he wanted to give up, Rand would always think of Munster's excitement when he "meeted" him at the most difficult time, and the promise he made to that little monster.

"I'll come to you!"

He'd said so about it, and he felt he should.

He already remembered some fragments between him and it, but those memories were so strange to him...but pleasant.He didn't quite understand why he wanted to keep such an ugly reptile in the first place, and from memory, he was even quite happy-he even bathed with it and slept with it in his arms, even if the other party took the sheets Get sticky...

Normal people would probably run away screaming when they saw a scary 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 fear and distress towards Munster?

In extreme anxiety, Rand was led by the staff to the observation room of the laboratory with the pulse cannon that he had "visited" many times.

In the corridor leading to that room there was a peculiar smell of ozone, leaking from the air exchange system.

When Rand walked through the corridor, he vaguely heard something crackling from behind the walls on both sides.It was the sound of the cables working in the elevator shaft.

"Don't worry, Rand."

Standing beside Rand was a young nurse who had been taking good care of him.

"I heard that they deranged Experimental Subject 7371 a few days ago. It is very weak now, and it is impossible to pose any threat to you."

The girl seemed to have misunderstood 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 before this, and had already injured many operators and breeders.But she didn't know that the so-called maladjustment made Rand's heart suspend and shrink tightly.

Rand didn't know what dysregulation meant, but considering that the nurse even said the word "weakness," it proved that Subject 7371 was in very bad shape.The almost overflowing anger and heartache once again filled Rand's heart.

After entering the observation room, Rand almost couldn't wait to rush to the window—then, he saw the real experimental subject 7371.

His pupils expanded from olive-shaped to round at that moment, and his palms were pressed tightly against the glass.His heartache grew thicker and deeper.

Rand could hardly believe his eyes—

In my memory, the little idiot who likes to listen to stories and is always a fool is tightly bound in a restraint made of plexiglass and hose 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 bang sound when the machine is running, and the sound sounds like it has been amplified countless times The sound of the heartbeat, but in fact it made those sounds, it was pumping blood from the body of Experimental Subject 7371.

The dark blue liquid was pumped into those spherical centrifuge devices, the mermaid liquid and some other siren-specific blood cells were separated, and then injected into the body of Experimental 7371 through the tube on the other side.

This process has been going on for a long time, and because of this, Experimental Subject 7371 has become extremely weak.

"No... God... how could you..."

The moment Rand saw the monster's drooping head, his heart was about to burst with severe pain.He looked incredulously at the group of researchers guarding the side of Experimental Subject 7371, his eye sockets 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 a siren was terrifyingly powerful, and extracting some effective substances from its blood would indeed weaken and pain it, but this itself was necessary.

"...It was developed by people and used by people."

she muttered.

"And, Rand, please don't be fooled by its present appearance, it was here just a few days ago and it went crazy - he injured an operator, and he was very uncooperative in the following experiments... ..."

"experiment?"

"Yes, we need it to attack some humanoid animals to test the function of the weapon... You know, sheep, pigs... sheep's lungs are familiar to humans, and pig fat and hearts are also... ..."

"What you said doesn't cooperate, could it be..."

Some pictures suddenly appeared in Rand's mind, and he trembled slightly because of this.

However, he has been weak for too long, and the trembling did not attract the nurse's attention at all. She continued to speak to Rand in the tone like sharing gossip between girls: "It has been unwilling to attack those animals, even When the operator tried to demonstrate in front of him, it jumped at him and tore off one of his arms—it was horrible, Rand."

said the nurse.

But Rand felt that he was about to cry. His fingers were digging on the cold and hard impact-resistant glass, and the nails on his fingertips began to grow unconsciously, and then became sharp.

"You are such a fool."

Rand murmured.

He knew better than anyone why Rand didn't attack the animals...

Because, in an apartment, the self that the current Rand cannot understand once told Munster not to hurt other animals... It kept its promise to him.

"Rand..."

The nurse looked at Rand, who was exuding a strange aura, and turned on the beeper in a panic.

"Dr. Zach... I think there's something wrong here."

She was so nervous that her voice started to change.

In reality, her call was a little... late.

Rand Sievers, who was so docile and quiet in everyone's impression, now had an unusually dangerous aura about him, making him feel weak.The nurse felt severe pain from her palm and tailbone, and then realized that she had unknowingly hit the ground.

And between her legs was wet and smelly.

"My God, my God..."

She wept, but the tears were not from shame but from an utter terror beyond words.

"Crack-"

The next second, a voice made her turn her head in disbelief.

This is not true.

A thought quickly slipped through her chaotic mind.

This can't be true, those specially made impact-resistant glass, which is strong enough to withstand the attack of armor-piercing bullets, actually began to burst into clear cracks under Rand's fingertips.

Moreover, those cracks are still expanding like spider webs in the click.