Apocalypse: I Became a Lab Guinea Pig

It rained that day. In the blink of an eye, the happy life I’d had was gone. You who watch me from the distant heavens, keep your eyes open. Watch as the lab’s little white mouse returns everything that happened to him, in full, upon you. Hello, editor. This is my story. If you finish reading it and think it’s bad, just reply, “You have no talent for writing.” That way, I can give up and focus on my current job.