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You groan slightly from the change ... you'd better be more careful in the future, or the next thing you try might actually kill you. "Ok, I'm a glutton for punishment, so sue me" you say, "Let's just find the antidote."
You and Fred search through the folders and files, looking for something to change you back to your original forms. You find, growth hormones for bigger cattle, all sorts of animal genes, and a strange formula for living fruit salads. Either Raffles has a vivid imagination, or he's just plan crazy. After a while of searching you notice something about yourself. The transition from wolf to lion has made you stronger and more balanced, probably due to a lion's greater dexterity and strength. You are still slowed by your weight, but you are moving almost as easily as you would if you were normal.
Finally, you come to the current experiments. You and Fred find your own files in here. From the information gathered in the files, you find that Raffles had been keeping track on you two via a tag syncronized with your altered genetic makeup. It states that the signal was recently lost to both subjects, meaning they were either dead or had found the tags. "Strange", you say, and search yourself over. You find a tiny bug-like thing caught in your mane around your ear. You quickly rid yourself of it and search Fred, eventually getting rid of his.
"I guess they lost us when our genetics were changed by those pills you took" Says Fred. "At least we know he doesn't know we're here." You continue to look through your files, but it doesn't mention an antidote. You continue to search the current files, finding many other test subjects, then stumble upon something that catches your attention. A file is named "Experimental dietary supplement". You pick it up and read through it. The compound is supposed to alter fat into protien, giving a person the appearence of an athlete or weight-lifter. As you search for more information, you find that most of the file has been removed. From what you gather, you can only find that the results were ... inconclusive.
"We may have found something", you say, and quickly locate the compound by its file number ... a strange green liquid in a beaker. You explain to Fred what you know. "It's a bit risky", he says. "The file is incomplete, but it would be nice to be able to move a bit more easily".
Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)