Apes! Apes! Apes!
Professor Abb Sunkin. Chief experimentalist, faithful servant to the president. Known as the final-lab executioner for my cell-mates, or « that asshole » – as I overheard – for the experimentalists under his command.
The scientists from the Ministery of Propaganda opted for the gro-moth, a sizeable butterfly, and managed to make a permanent genetic print of the president’s features on its wide wings.
They could have originated from government research and the least accomplished specimens may have been released in nature.
As far as I can tell he is a fishmonger. In a rush.
I got a close look at my first compatriot, disappointing though it was.
Some bird of prey hovered over me today.
Finally, I am back home.