The last pages of my prologue were heartwrenchingly torn out.
"Rams wrapped in theremogene beget no lambs" ??
Page 5 last paragraph extremely long sentence.
Much satirical undertone
Page 7 repitition: "bud out of bud out of bud"
Restatement of the directors most arguable declarations as "notes"
Irony in the atmosphere and mood of the lab; cold and sterile and I humane. Yet the lab is to create as many human lives as possible, in the most inhumane way possible.