(Author's Note: This is what I come up with at 2AM I guess.)
"Subject is completely passive," the vixen. "Her violent tendencies have been completely removed." She called for her assistants. "Take them outside to the pen. I don't need them in here any longer."
One of them tied a rope around Sarah's neck and she let herself be led to an outside pen. Jon watched. Sarah didn't seem to not hear him...she just seemed more interested, as they roughly locked the door to the pen, in eating the grass. She must still be consumed by hunger.
Jon tried to get her to respond, but she just ignored him.
"You might as well stop wasting your time," a now familiar voice said. He turned and saw Madison standing over the fence. "She's too far gone."
"Far gone?"
"Some human scientist injected an animal with this stuff...and it made it smarter...then the human tried to destroy what he'd done...so the animal fought back. Turns out...this human thought he was so smart...but...you should see him now..." She paused, looking surprised. "Sorry...I...didn't mean to say that. Must be the imprint..."
"The what...?" Jon said.
"Never mind. But...they wanted to destroy him...but he fought back. And secretly took over the lab. And made others smarter."
"Yeah....but that doesn't explain you walking on two legs and having hands."
"Some kind of genetic change...I don't know how it all works," Madison said. "And until I got imprinted...I didn't care. Now...I kind of do care about stuff..."
"What is imprinted?" Jon insisted. "You said it twice."
"We need a whole lot of us...to ensure we survive," Madison said. "But...just doing it normally would take...years. And in the meantime, we'd be destroyed by your kind. So...we needed a shortcut."
"What kind of a shortcut?" Jon asked.
"We read a human brain....and can extract knowledge and imprint it on someone else. Not specific knowledge..so you aren't sure what you'll get...There's kind of a side effect though. For the human..."
"What kind of side effect?"
She gestured to Sarah. "Well...that....I mean...the person starts forgetting what was extracted. Reading it kind of...causes it to break down...I don't know...The process isn't perfected...that's why they need more test subjects. They want to perfect it all. A few injections, an extraction...and...human mutates into something harmless who won't hurt any of us. It..." she seemed conflicted. "It suddenly sounds...wrong. I mean...is it wrong? Look at how your kind is...." she began to pace back and forth.
