Bathroom.
Brian's mouth opened slightly, aiming at the mouth of the glass bottle in front of him.
The mouse inside the bottle had been scurrying around the bottom, sensing danger and trying to escape, only to realize it was trapped with nowhere to go.
The next moment.
The mouse's body stiffened, its body beginning to expand strangely, bit by bit.
Bang~
Blood and flesh flew in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the inside of the bottle became a blown-apart mess of gore, slightly nauseating and creepy.
Brian set the glass bottle down with a tired look.
Around him were a dozen similar bottles, arranged in a heap.
Each bottle contained a mouse corpse, all differing in appearance; some had blood seeping from all orifices, some looked intact but were flattened, and others seemed no different from sleeping, with no external injuries.
These were the results of Brian's experiments.
