Gemotions

He’d almost tripped, rushing into the lab. The formulas were ready, the data analyzed. He'd spent months perfecting the serum, and today, he was to present it to Dr. Anya, the greatest biochemist he knew. He could feel the anticipation building as he raced down the corridor, his footsteps echoing in his ears.

He barged into the lab, his chest feeling tight. The lab was empty, everything meticulously cleaned and organized. On Dr. Anya's desk, he found a note: "You've surpassed me, young one. Go forth and discover. I have. - Anya." He looked at the serum vials and ran towards them, a sudden need to see how they would work, now that his mentor was gone.