The genetic elixir’s effect

Hugo lay within the capsule, soaked in the churning red liquid and blanketed by darkness.

His face was closed in a grimace and his skin was pale and clammy. Occasionally, he would open his mouth wide, like a fish gasping for breath after being taken out of water. Then he would go quiet, just panting.

He was consumed by pain that knew no end or limit.

Hugo had awoken from his short slumber only to be tormented by the effects of the elixir once again.

His head throbbed in pain. It felt like there was a hammer pounding right between his eyes. To make matters worse, his skin still felt unbearable itchy. It was as if a thousand ants were gnawing at it.