The Serum

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Friday Night

You sit in your lab and wait for the serum to finish. You pass the time by decluttering your wallet.

You throw some old receipts away and find a Polaroid you secretly snatched away once from one of your wife's albums.

It's a picture of your wife, Linda Willard, and your bratty stepdaughter Ashley. This picture was taken about six years ago, shortly before Linda's old husband died. Ashley has dyed her hair black since then.

Your name is Smith, by the way, Adam Smith - Linda didn't take your name when you got married, because she wanted to keep the same last name as her daughter. You sigh.

You hear a high-pitched beep, alerting you that the processing has finished.

You work in a lab of one of the planet's biggest yet shadiest companies.

You're tasked with developing a serum that alters specific brain function temporarily, making the recipient extremely susceptible to manipulation.

To put it frankly: You try to create a mind-control serum

You have been working on this project for three years now and the results are getting better by the week. After tweaking the formula this morning, you are confident, that you got it right this time.

Sadly it takes almost an entire workday to make one single vial.

You check the computer screen, confirming a 100% alignment. Every single value on the result chart is where you want them to be. That has never happened before.

You: "Is it really... done?"

The mechanical lid opens up and presents you with the serum. This is it. The big breakthrough you have been working so hard for. You are sure that this formula will work as it should.

You are so proud of your work that you take the vial home with you, even though it is technically against company policy...

At Home

Your mood drops instantly when you get home and enter the kitchen. It looks like a mess. Linda obviously cooked something amazing again, but she never cleans up after herself. The sink is full of dirty dishes as well.

You look in the fridge and, to your dismay, there aren't even any leftovers for you. Hungry and disgruntled you grab a beer and a sandwich.

You hear the TV from the other room and enter the living room.

Linda (43) and Ashley (21) are in the living room, watching a movie on the couch. You have been together with Linda for five years now and married for almost four. Sadly, your relationship is in a bit of a rut. The biggest fighting points are usually the chores, your work hours, and mainly Ashley.

You: "Good evening"

Linda looks up at you and sees the beer in your hand.

Linda: "Oh, are you having beer for dinner?"

You: "Well, you guys didn't leave me any food, so I had to take what was there."

Linda: "You know I hate it when you get passive-aggressive like this."

Ashley: "Shh!"

You: "Sorry, but what should I say in that situation?"

Ashley: "Nothing would be awesome. Can you leave please, before you ruin another nice evening?"

You: "Excuse me?"

Ashley rolls her eyes.

Ashley: "Here we go again..."

You look at Linda.

You: "Are you really letting her talk like this to me?"

Linda (shrugs): "She is an adult. And also kind of right. We just want to watch a nice movie here in peace."

You: "Well good for you. Feeling right at home again."

Ashley: "You can always move out."

You (shouting): "It's MY HOUSE!?"

Ashley gets up and leaves the room without saying anything.

Linda (gets up): "You are such a jerk!"

This was the beginning of a two-hour-long fight. Afterward, you end up alone downstairs and angrily clean the kitchen to calm down.

Then you sleep on the Couch.

Saturday

You wake up at six in the morning, and a pain in your back reminds you of the fact that you have spent the night on the couch again.

You feel miserable and completely deflated. What can you do to fix this impossible situation? If only Ashley would play along a bit. Or if Linda would reign her daughter in from time to time. All you want is to be a normal family. This whole situation really put a damper on your breakthrough from yesterday...

...

!!

The serum!

Of course! You jump up, suddenly wide awake, and sprint to your suitcase. Inside you find the vial you brought back from work.

You know it is safe. You know it will work. Previous versions were already promising, but this was it! With this, you could literally brainwash someone!

Your heart starts racing. Are you really going to do this? Using this serum you created to **** your wife or even your step-daughter and make them more compliant?

You keep staring at the vial, thinking of all the possibilities. Visions flash before your eyes:

Ashley, behaving nicely and doing all the chores...

Linda, looking at you again like she did when you first married her...

Ashley, accepting you as a father figure and seeing you as a man she looks up to. A man she adores...

Linda, spicing things up in the bedroom...

Ashley, stripping out of her clothes for you, completely mindless and obedient...

Linda, sucking you off at the snap of a finger, willing to do anything...

...You realize how quickly this serum could corrupt not just your family, but also yourself.

Is this really what you want?