The bat felt heavy in her hands. Her blood pumped as she crept along the dimly lit corridor. The smell of chemicals flooded her nose as she peered around the corner. In it was only test-tubes, polished floors and jet black lab counters. She dragged the metal bat along the floor and continued on past the empty room. She was wearing a blue and white striped t-shirt and ripped jeans; not the usual attire for breaking into a secret lab. Both were dirty. The flouresent lights flickered. Her eyes peered around the next doorway. He was standing by a metal sink, filling a vile up with water. She raised the mbat up off the flooor and swept into the room. Silently she creeped closeer to the man. he began to turn and barely had enough time to glimpse the girls milky silver glass eyes before he blacked out forever. She stepped back and admired her work, admired the breathless body on the floor. She had reached her goal. -Veronica