The SerumThe SerumBy Lykanos Wulfheart There was a mechanical buzz as the grey, slit-windowed door unlocked. Placing his keycard back in his pocket, David grabbed the cold metal handle and turned it down. This wasn't his first trip to the Center for Experimental Science and it most certainly wouldn't be his last. Once through, the imposing yet generic barrier slammed, the loud lock-latch clicking back into place. Starting down the hallway, he waved to the guard who, briefly looking over from the monitors, nodded and waved back. David wasn't anything special to look at: five foot eleven, medium build, brown hair, and hazel eyes. The things that made him stand out from most of the others at the facility were his bushy beard and unusual apparel. Unlike the lab coats and business-casual attire the rest of the staff wore, David was walking in sporting a green Three-Wolf Moon t-shirt and blue jeans.