After arriving home with everybody, I immediately made my way down into the lower levels of the mansion after grabbing a quick bite to eat.
Out of the many subterranean floors I had installed below the surface, there was one in particular to which only I was allowed access.
The place where I mix my chemicals, synthesise my materials, and produce my poisons.
A place I had kept firmly under wraps and behind strict security measures.
From now on, within this place most fitting to call a laboratory, I will begin working on something remarkable.
Something plausible only in theory, but something I am nevertheless determined to realise.
An Artificial Measurement Evolution serum. Or solution, potion, tonic―whatever you would like to call it. In summary, a very specific composition of chemicals that will, hopefully, artificially induce an evolution of the subject's Measurement.
