Alex slept lazily in his room, exhausted from the last few days' work. His experiments were very complicated and hands-on, taking hours of intense concentration and enormous pressure not to mess anything up. He couldn't complain though, this was the position of a lifetime and he'd be happy with it until the day he died.<br/><br/>When he did awaken he heard no noise from his colleagues and so assumed he was alone in the compound, at least for the moment. He showered and dressed in his customary lab ensemble and ate something quick and simple as he made his way down to the lab for inspections. Things were in order and there were no unforeseen problems that he couldn't deal with anyway. He decided to run some hypothetical tests on a simulation program to see if they would work, because he was interested in trying out some new alterations to their test subjects. He had already transplanted a dog penis onto himself, and it gave him a very wicked idea involving that three-headed dog from Greek mythology.