Hematology Laboratory. Salem Massachusetts

Hilton Armstrong is a research biochemist who has gotten into some research of his own, apart from his normal job related duties.

Hilton has read Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

He understands about all of the incorrect assumptions that Jekyll made, and why it all went wrong, but this only gives him an advantage in greater objectivity. He will profit from Jekyll’s mistakes. He has been doing experiments and refining the tests for months

As he looks through the microscope into the Petri Dish of Gentries Solution, he is delighted to see the first normal monthly fusing of his own DNA with that of a young male grizzly bear. The waxing Full Moon will provide the gravitational catalyst necessary for the transformation. As the moon wanes, the fusion will subside and genetic normalcy will return until the next Full Moon.

Archaeological discoveries have shown that sometimes an important scientific discovery or invention has occurred, then fallen into disuse, ultimately to be forgotten by all of mankind, but then rediscovered at a later date. The electric battery used by the South American pyramid builders is a good example. Hilton has often wondered if some of the medieval werewolf legends might have been due to the research of an alchemist centuries ahead of him in these same studies.

November 2002. One day before Full Moon

Hilton Armstrong’s Home. 8:32 A.M.

The tests have been completely consistent and stable for eight months. Today is the big event. Hilton sits down at his desk and suctions a small spoonful of his biological cocktail into a syringe and injects it into his left arm.

“I can bearly feel a thing” he jokes to himself.

Next Morning. 8:28 A.M.

Hilton is just finishing up the breakfast dishes. Here it comes! Suddenly he feels his skin getting tight, like when he gets horny with Liz. To keep his clothes from splitting, he takes them off quickly.

His upper gums feel intense pressure as his teeth push out into long fangs. His hands are getting bigger and the fingertips are sprouting long claws. He’s gained some height, but only ten inches. Not very much pain from all this, and he has a very nice brown fur coat into the bargain, grizzled just like a real bear. He walks to the bedroom to view himself in the full length mirror. He feels the great increase in strength and flexes his muscles. Now he gazes long into his new face, then goes to his ritual chamber to think