dossier on the doctor

Well, now I've done it. They'll never take me seriously at Miskatonic now.

Hey, knuckle dragging Neanderthal, down here, talk to the scientist, not the drooling assistant.

Mislabel one vial, and poof, you're a mess of tentacles, fleshy bits and eyes on the floor. Thank goodness that I can possess the body of this brainless oaf.
One of my finer accomplishments if I do say so myself.

I know you're just looking around, but do please keep your hands to yourself, all of this equipment is very sensitive and the "Experiments" aren't fond of being disturbed either. Last bloke came in here tapping glass and picking up vials.... I still have his hand and brain around here somewhere.

Oh, they're safe...relatively speaking, All of 'em locked up, or dead. Well, almost all, one managed to errrrmmm, eat it's way out of the tank and last I saw it, it was floating away with a gerbil in its mouth.... most curious indeed.