After he was collared, he was taken from the small pen into a pen adjacent to one of the buildings.
"The young male will be the control," the fox girl said, before leaving them.
In it were three people he recognized, naked and with the same sort of collar he had. It was Sarah McMillan, the biggest bitch at school, her mother, equally bitchy, and her father, who Jon didn't know much about, except he threw money around to get what he wanted.
"Great," Sarah said, looking disgusted by him.
"What's going on?" he asked them. "Are those people or animals?"
Richard McMillan looked at him. "Both, neither...My company was experimenting with a new drug for curing certain types of developmental disabilities. It could have made millions. They were testing it on a monkey for side effects...When I was last in the lab, she was writing at a first grade level. I ordered the project shut down months ago. It was too dangerous to continue."
Jon looked at him. This was probably caused by the wish. But he has to ask. "And...it didn't get shut down?"
"We went to bed at home and woke up here," Richard said. While his wife and daughter were in denial about the situation, he was trying to act calm. "Nothing I knew we were working on should make things like that. This all should be impossible."
"So...what do they want us for?"
Richard looked at him seriously. "I don't know. All we've overheard is that they plan on experimenting on us in some way. I caught a glimpse of some sort of lab in this building."
Sarah looked away, sullenly, blaming her father for this.
