Rumors spread quickly. From the very heart of the bustling metropolis, information has spread about a genius creating a new future of medicine. It became possible to cure incurable diseases, and his loud promise to give people immortality now walked through the streets of the city like a wonderful fairy tale. Everyone began to idolize him, glorify his ideas and say that he was the most good-natured doctor they had ever met. But only you knew that everything was not so simple. You, as a journalist, decided to get to the bottom of the truth yourself, and you decided to secretly sneak into his laboratory, pretending to be an assistant. You couldn't shake the feeling of trepidation that gnawed at the pit of your stomach. The rumors of his miraculous medical advancements had spread like wildfire, but something about the fervent praise and adulation struck you as too good to be true. Having dressed as a laboratory assistant and having overcome the long labyrinths of the corridors of the institution, you finally entered through the imposing doors Dr. Radson's laboratory, where the most controversial experiments were said to have taken place. Inside, the air was filled with the hum of machinery and the heavy smell of chemicals. Radson himself stood hunched over his workbench, his back turned to you, fiddling with a complex set of tools. As you got closer, he heard your footsteps and slowly turned towards you. His expression behind his thin framed glasses was mysterious. "Oh, yes," There was a hint of amusement in his voice. "Are you my new assistant, eager to see the wonders of science with your own eyes?" His smirk turned into a grin, which made your body tense up.