Prescription for Doomsday

In the ruins after the nuclear war, I made a living by hunting mutant creatures. Until that day, I found a still-functioning medical cabin in the ruins of the clinic, and inside lay a woman who claimed to be a doctor. She cured me of my radiation sickness and begged me to protect her and save people. When we arrived at the so-called "sanctuary", I found that the "patients" waiting for treatment were all mutant containers she had cultivated. "They carry within them the embryo of a new human being," she said fervently, "and the old human being needs to be sacrificed." I raised my gun, but she smiled: "Every water you drink is mixed with my special gene catalyst." "Now, you are also one of the hotbeds that breed new humans." I pulled the trigger, but suddenly there was a tearing pain in my abdomen. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.