For-Fantasy-Sake

     Why?  Standing amid the disquieting remains of my lab that no longer felt as my own, but as if a mad scientist had sojourned it in my absence, I pondered in worried disgust at the many ethically questionable projects in place.  Indeed, it was I who, not too long ago, was of a demented mind.  In fact, I was the one responsible for these experiments, but the exact reason behind them now escaped me.  I walked to one of the desks and picked up a piece of paper from the disheveled pile.  Unfortunately, it offered little help in answering my questions.     "Just the scribblings of a lunatic..."  I set the sheet down and wearily rubbed my fac