[You open Dr. Chayton's Journal and a few hastily written pages fall out]

Pah! My license has been revoked. Me!
I am no longer a "certified" scientist, and am exceedingly disappointed to find that my former colleagues (except for my good friend, dr. Nuts, of course) want nothing to do with me, nor my so-called "radical" experiments.

Alas, it is of little importance. I will show them all when I finally discover the formula for immortality, and live a thousand lifetimes over, and in that time I will certainly be able to get all the respect I deserve. Hah!

July the 17th

I am delighted to announce that in my studies, I came over a most fascinating specimen, with the most incredible levels of self-repairing cells. I have tried to isolate the gene, and will now begin to synthesize a serum for my lab rats to test out.

January the 20th

Eureka!
The surviving rats are showing remarkable signs of revitalized cells, and an increased regenerative rate, tests are coming back with astonishing results! I can hardly begin to fathom what this will mean for the future of science.

And as for MY future...The prizes I shall receive, the adoration of my peers. My former colleagues will be begging me for scraps.
Hah! I can hardly contain my excitement!
Moving on to next phase...

Odd sidenote: some of the unused lab rats have begun to die mysteriously and most horrifically, but my fine, improved lab rats have not been hurt, and therefore I do not care! Survival of the fittest, eh?

May the 9th

Dr. Nuts, that imbecile, does not understand my grand vision after all. He voiced his growing concern that my "obsession" with immortality is "clouding" my judgement. That I am moving too quickly. The ignorant fool! I am on the verge of discovering everything I have hoped for! He can go rot for all I care! The moment I have been waiting for is closing in, and all the hardship will have been worth it. I don't need him or the others.

August the 16th

After improving the serum further, I am now confident it is finally ready for human testing. I have elected to test it on myself in the lack of a more worthy specimen.

I laugh as I write this! When I gain immortality, they will all be sorry indeed, for they shall have none of it! Not a sip! Not even the fool dr. Nuts, who has "kindly" returned to check after my well-being. I think he just wants to steal my research now that I'm making such good progress.

August the 17th

Amazing! I feel much stronger and healthier than I have done in years. Why, even just yesterday night I broke the door to the laboratory off as I tried to open it. Dr. Nuts is stunned, and I do think I detect a bit of jealousy in his eye... or fear.. ?

I have also had a strange craving for raw meat since I took the serum, but that is to be expected. All my new and improved muscles need fuel to grow, don't they??

August the 22nd

Regrettably I... may have lost control for a moment today and... ended dr. Nuts' life. Alas, accidents do happen... He had intended to inform the council of my human experimentation. The treacherous fool! I am not sorry to see him go.. In fact... he has never looked better... or juicier...

August the 23rd

[The page is just smeared with blood]

[As you finish reading the last page of the journal you hear someone behind you]

Hrrgh....