Escape from the mad scientist

Ok. I'll admit they all seemed normal. I should have known better.

It was a small compound in a wooded area, just a few miles from the border. The perfect location for the sick experiments within.

It wasn't till the second night that I realized the purpose. To create a genetically superior monkey. Project "Build a Monkey", I'm sure it was an alcohol conceived conspiracy to make a monkey smarter than a cat.

The odd part was that of all the people I expected to be a mad scientist (you know who you are) weren't present. I don't actually think this will have any scientific merit at all.

I played along, waiting for my moment to escape, and it came. Early the next morning (ok early for me) I bolted, after a series of hugs and good wishes. But I know they are following me.

I must escape. I'll run. I'll train.