Not in the DNA


He was what they were looking for in a subject. His deoxyribonucleic acid was perfect, and he had withstood the various probes they had put him through in their last three visits.

For his part, he believed he had been suffering from nightmares. It was the last time, with the full-body paralysis and blue-green lights, that he understood they were not.

Once on board the intergalactic craft, they released him from his immobility, allowing him access to much of the ship. His willful eagerness surprised them.

They did not understand that they had unleashed a serial killer into their midsts.

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