Monkey See Monkey Do

Suspense Stories | Dec 27, 2012 | 14 min read
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Monkey See Monkey Do

Mason Baird
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"Every single day we face challenges. We face the obstacles we must go through day by day, to achieve what we want or what we need. These situations overcome us to what we are today. It takes one to become someone as if it takes someone to say hello before they can say goodbye. We have to go through Hell before we can make it safely to ours dreams of being in Heaven. One cannot simply just walk through an obstacle, thinking they are going straight ahead; you have to be aware of your surroundings and the ones who could originate you to be someone you are not made to be. You have to fight for not only what is right, but what you believe in, and that takes someone to take a stand and walk through the tough obstacles of life to accomplish that goal." ~ Infamous McMason

He examined his environment inside the cage he was held captive. An orangutan by the name of Rex was specifically targeted by a scientific discovery known to humankind as a function of brain activity that could alter the physical and mental effects of a primate. Rex - an orangutan born in a medical laboratory and experimented on since the beginning of his birth, to be studied closely, as the primate made a remarkable developmental study. The psychological aspect on Rex helped define the emotional feeling of wrath. Scientists concluded clinical involvements - as necessary as bringing Rex to his peak of anger and the prime of his annoyance. The experiments included excessive physical abuse on Rex, and one study reported that while Rex was in a state of rage, he inflicted self-harm upon himself, by the ways of biting and chewing on his fingers and toes; once locked away, Rex's emotional status widened to a degree of bringing himself to the point of starvation. It left scientists with the only choice of sedating him, so tubes could be inserted into him in order for them to continue their studies. Unlike human, Rex, while in rage, showed no signs of his adrenaline to be uncontrolled, and what appeared in the experiments, Rex could control how aggressive and how the amount of hypertension he could be in, without immobility, and how he could use it for his own doings. One occurrence documented, was when another test subject committed thievery on food from Rex's dish and ate it in front of him. Rex showed no signs of violence, nor wished to take his food back from the other test subject. What was found shocking, was when another primate walked up to Rex and groomed his head and neck - cleaning his hair, and picking out insects - Rex's emotions went berserk, and his actions urged him to disembowel the primate. The internal organs were then simply inserted into Rex's mouth for him to swallow and consume. It took three grown men - one being killed from shock by the removal of their scrotum by Rex - and the other two, being injured greatly, showing injuries such as the ripping off flesh, muscle, and fingernails, and one being permanently disfigured by their eyelids tearing off from Rex's strong biting grip. Rex was then soon put to sleep with a tranquilizer and transported back to the laboratory for continuous studies.

Rex was placed in a cubicle - restrained from a repetitive amount of tranquilizations and a leather muzzle over his mouth, while laying on a medical steel platform. A blinding light from a lamp came close to his eyes, ordering him to shut them, and allow the experimentation to happen. A surgeon came in with a manual device that implanted into Rex's sternum and slowly injected a mechanical, viral tapeworm inside his body, leaving the four-inch robotic parasite to be controlled by a scientist to rid of some of Rex's nutrients, to see how the result would react before he was treated with an antibody. The bursting of yellow veins appeared on Rex as the antibodies flushed his system out of the virus.
"Very good. Very good indeed." A scientist by the name of Dr. Klibitz observed Rex, as he ordered the automatic saw to descend down and cut open Rex's abdomen. The saw spun in its circular motion, going no less than 120 miles per hour. The operation was steadily accurate and precise, measuring the depth of the cut to be enough to open up Rex's torso. Surgeons gathered around as they started to perform the experiment on Rex, as the mechanical tape worm being controlled by Dr. Klibitz, slithered through Rex's internal organs. Dr. Klibitz ordered the surgeons by the results calculated from his scientific equation, to surgically remove Rex's internal organs and brain, and replace them with a human transplant. The transplant began as the sliding automatic door opened and a three-year-old girl came in, being escorted by a nurse right behind her, guiding her by holding her shoulders firmly. Screams behind the automatic door penetrated into the operation room - the mother of the three-year-old girl, cried helplessly, as she attempted to bypass the beatings of batons by security guards, to reach her only child. Dr. Klibitz placed a hand on the child and the child's last hearing was the sound of a gunshot in the background, and the stabbing of a knife to her own heart by Dr. Klibitz himself. He hugged her as she leaned forward into the knife, gurgling on her own blood. The surgeons walked up to Dr. Klibitz patting a hand on her back, as he mumbled into her ear: "Make mamma proud and be an organ donor. She'll love you forever."

The transplant was completed successfully without coming to close to any flaw. Rex, the orangutan was living functionally with the internal organs and the brain of a three-year-old girl. He became tested next at his intelligence. Rex was given a piece of chalk and instructed to write a verbal communication or an authoritative symbol on the blackboard to test his mental functions and grammatical capabilities. He began by taking the chalk and drawing a curve on the board; then continuing the curve to make a full on circle. Then, he dotted and pressed on the making of two circles, marking inside the full circle, across from each other. Rex, lastly, finished the drawing by running the chalk, and creating a deformed arc right below the two dots. The conclusion of the drawing came to be the form of a smiley face, with a misshaped outlining and crooked mouth.

"He's smarter than what we expected, doctor." The nurse said with amazement to Dr. Klibitz.
"This is only the beginning. Eventually, Rex will develop into the one of God's lovely children. He will be a prototype in the works of my achievement." They looked as Rex stared at them through the window they were watching behind. Rex increased his breathing rate as he looked into the eyes of Dr. Klibitz. A wrath that wanted to come to Rex was soon going to occur, and his chance of freedom would be arriving to him before he even expected it to happen.

The nurse came in the room to retrieve Rex. In her hand, which she had behind her back, held a tranquilizer, willing to stabilize any condition she would interfere with if Rex attacked; that was only if she had the fastening mobility to sedate him quick enough before noticing Rex preparing for a movement to go in and strike. She moved in with the temptation in her mind that Rex was going to attack. The needle of the tranquilizer revealed itself, out behind her leg - Rex took a few steps back, growling. As the nurse proceeded forward, she heard behind her the door seal and lock shut. Dr. Klibitz stood looking through the window at her, smiling and chuckling, pointing a finger when she looked at him. She turned around to see what he was pointing at, and became introduced to what felt like to her, was the worst case of throat pain. Looking down - bearing the vision of her in harm - was Rex clenching his teeth into her throat. She stabbed Rex with the tranquilizer, as she tried to pull him off her throat, but his jaw was like the equivalency of the force an alligator enforces once it bites down on its prey. It would never let go, until its heart desires to release. Blood squirted and landed on the window. Rex ran up and smeared all the blood in front of Dr. Klibitz's eyes; Dr. Klibitz smiled a bloody image of a smile, just like the smiley face on the blackboard that covered and dripped with fresh blood.

He awoke in a chamber, restrained at the waist, legs, and the hands. Dr. Klibitz stood above, holding a bottle - almost resembling a bottle of liquor -, but what was in this bottle, would change the brain activity of Rex, the orangutan forever. A bottle had a liquid substance that could verify the functions of Rex's brain, and what it was capable of committing. Dr. Klibitz simply and deliberately poured the liquid into Rex's mouth, making sure every drop entered Rex, and made sure it swallowed, as he tilted Rex's head back for the liquid to descend. Rex gagged as the liquid went down into his esophagus, and dissolved in his stomach. He shook violently and tremendously - liquid spewed out of his mouth, blood was tearing out of his eyes, and the liquid's discharge of residue, came tunneling out his ears. Rex's last chance for freedom came to him, as Dr. Klibitz's hand came within the perimeter of Rex's mouth. The slicing of flesh and the breaking and cutting of bone, was what triggered Dr. Klibitz to withdrawal his hand back, away from Rex. His hand's motor skills came to be dysfunctional, as it twitched and numbed itself from the pain inflicted - a deep hole had seized through his hand, as one could visually see Dr. Klibitz's face once he held, and up the disfigured hand to himself for brief examination. Rex was instantly sedated.
"Give him this antidote." Dr. Klibitz handed a scientist a vial, as he wrapped up his hand with a bandage, preceding his direction to have it operated on by medical professionals.
"It contains the ability to disable Rex's strength, and within three days, Rex will have the same brain power as a mentally retarded infant. One drop in his eyes, or on his tongue, is all it takes for the antidote to function."

The scientist moved forward to Rex. A syringe inserted into the vial and an antidote filled the glass tube. The syringe had multi hypodermic needles attached, and once it slid through Rex's skin on his arm - it went through the muscle and arteries, reaching the bone, and scraping the needles against it, as it ejected out the antidote, and congested his blood stream. Rex's body became numb within minutes, as the joints, and his spinal cord paralyzed him temporarily. All Rex could remember was… nothing. He was unconscious.

"Ello, monkay." A voice was heard as Rex opened his eyes slowly. His eyes came face to face with the eyes of someone else, looking straight into his. It was a man Rex had never seen before - in fact - he had never seen the setting he was in either. He hanged by his feet on a stable rung that placed him in a locked cage. It was a birdcage - one that stood exactly seven feet high, and five feet wide. A padlock secured the cage from opening, and prevented Rex from escaping. The man kept looking at Rex. Rex within seconds felt a moisture strike his face, as the man spitted on him, and swung his arm at the bird cage, smacking it with what held in his hand was a flyswatter, causing the bird cage to rattle and crash against the wall behind it. The only capability Rex could perform was the making of crying sounds, and the hollering of a crazed ape in the jungle.
"What are you looking at me like that for, little monkay? Do I have a markang on my face?" The man stuck a finger in his mouth, wetting it, and rubbed and pressed the finger deep into his forehead.
"Is it gone?" He did the process again.
"No? Then why is your arse looking at me like that? You must thiank I'm cute or somethiang." The man was an English man by the name of Syan Phillips. He was with Rex in his home where he lived in the city of Murmfolk, England. Syan was an unkempt man whose hygiene level competed against the smell, which a dried up pile of feces on the side of the road, would at the end of the day, win and, be more of a respectable value of an item than Syan. His ginger long hair, that came down to a length of a few inches below his shoulders, was messy at the uneven banes, and ratted at different strands, with the smell of cigarette smoke, and bacon grease added to the fundamental odor of his hair due. A bushy monobrow was what he had, along with the mustache and sideburns that were infested with uncountable zits and pink pimples. Syan's everyday apparel consisted of the same food stained, white oversized t-shirt that tucked into his high-water pants - looking like he was ready for a flood - that pulled up all the way to his lint-filled, dirty belly button. He wore no socks - maybe one occasionally - mostly only because the other pairs were scattered around the floors of his house. He only found use in them for the wiping off semen that would originate on his wrist and hand, every time the end of the transaction of self-masturbation occurred. Syan Phillips was what most called a bum who could afford to have a roof on top of his head, but could not develop the rationality of being able to take care of him at any intelligible meaning.

Two weeks went by and Rex's brain suffered, as he could not process much learning - the birdcage he was in, was his new home - he had neighbors that surrounded his cage, which were taken care of more than Syan could care for himself. Syan loved animals - preferably, animals that were rare, endangered, or exotic. To the right of Rex, held an aquarium that could fit a fully sized piranha, which was fed live mice and other variations of meat. An ant farm was down his basement, that occupied a colony of fire ants, and other insects, and large spiders were down there, surviving in glass jars on shelves. Last, but not least, a reticulated python that was approximately 21 feet in length, and weighed around 200 some pounds, lived in a storage container in the bathroom, directly ahead of Rex's perspective. Rex became frightened by the python when Syan released it, and took it out, allowing for it to wander around the house - at many times unsupervised, and would sometimes be missing, and found by the mammals locked up, or by Rex's cage, smelling Rex's scent. Syan had the python ever since it was just a tiny baby - feeding it rodents, and squirrels caught in his traps in the backyard - and sleeping beside it in bed, for the python to receive his desirable heated temperature of being warm. It slept like a human with Syan, as it practically cuddled inside the bed sheets, and rested its head on the pillow. Syan did not mind sharing his bed with the python, but in a matter of time, that soon would all change.

"Go on monkay, do it. She deserves to be punished for doing such a thiang." Syan was in his garage with Rex, as he was ordering Rex to commit an act on a woman - a woman who had done adultery against Syan. His wife's beatened body kneeled on the floor, tied tightly by rope, and gagged by a recently used sanitary napkin of her own. Her face was swollen and bruised severely by a bamboo stick being excessively smacked against it, as well as her shins being adequately shattered, and appearing to show blood clots all around.
"Do it, monkay, and you will be free. I promise you. Do the deed, or I'll feed you to my snake!" Rex had a frail basbeball in his hands, being screamed at by Syan to throw it at his wife, for her to receive some mere physical punishment. Syan was recording the scene, using a video camera, pretending he was a Hollywood film director, saying phrases to Rex, such as "Action, babay!" and "Make the magic!" Rex just looked at the baseball confused, as he squeezed it in his hands, and bit into it, thinking it was a piece of fruit.
"Are you stupid?! Take that baseball and throw it at that cheating bitch, before I do it myself and chop you to little fucking bits!" Rex looked up at Syan and held up his arm with the baseball in his, making sounds his native language.
"Do it!" Syan demanded as swept Rex's arm aside, swiftly. Rex continued to make sounds - big fat lips that repeatedly made calls, as he pumped out his chest, and swung his arms around. Rex grabbed him by the hair on his face.
"Listen here, Monk…ugh!" Out of nowhere, one of Syan's exotic animals came running through, and tackeled him to the garage floor. It was his lion that escaped from his cage, and it was hungry, as it attempted to maul Syan. It struggled to inflict any injury on Syan, - let alone, bite him on the neck - because of its malnourishment, and inability to cause much harm, because of the many times the cattle prod had been used on him - not to just tame the beast, but for Syan's enjoyment of torturing and laughing at the poor animal being electrocuted.
"Get off may!" Syan struck the lion on the side of the head as hard as he could, as he rushed to the freezer and pulled out a frozen steak.
"Here, boy! Come and get the meat, c'mon boy!" Syan took the frozen steak and whipped it at his wife's face, as it landed on her accurately. The lion ran and leaped onto Syan's wife, pounding her with his paws, and biting at her face, ripping the flesh and the rest of her facial structures clear off.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha! Now that is funny!" Syan laughed to himself, as he picked up the baseball and whipped it at his wife's body. He grabbed the video camera from off the garage floor, and started filming the eating.
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is what I call a true comedy! Pure gold, mate!" A few minutes went by and the lion finished its feast, and was placed under sedation by Syan. Rex watched as he became next.

"Get your arse in there monkay - I have no patience for weakness!" Syan had Rex gripped in between his arms in a strong force, as he tried to push him in the opened storage container that inhabitated the large python. The python could smell Rex - its split tongue came out of its minature mouth, hissing, as it moved its head toward the direction of Rex's scent. Syan had a grasp on Rex's head hair - he pulled it up and made Rex face forward the snake's blank, blinkless eyes, staring right into them, being pushed by Syan closer to inside the storage container.
"Look at hem. He looks so hungry - I bet he is starving! Ha, what do ya thiank? Rex looked up at Syan and noticed an evil grin appearing on his face, with his yellow stained teeth covering up most of his facial idenity. Saliva came through his crooked, gapped teeth, as he ran his tongue across them, and licked his lips.
"May I say, you actually look quite delicious! I might eat you for myself, monkay - it could maybe settle my unpleasant appetite. Ha-ha, oh, what am I saying?! I don't eat stupid, monkay like you! In fact, I would not even eat you if I were dying on a stranded fucking island! He threw Rex aside, onto the bathroom floor, as he soon came to meet what he was unexpectedly waiting for.

As Syan did that, a feeling in his stomach made him want to vomit - not puke, but blood. He had his eyes sealed during the pain - a gagging hardship follwed as his mouth could not be shut, and his lips were soaken in an anonymous slime. Syan could feel it on his hands, as it slipped from his grabbing, and proceeded to advance down his throat. He opened his eyes only to be introduced to the 21 foot python progressing inward his mouth - the python could be seen inside Syan's body, going downward into his digestive system, bumping, and pushing against him internally - showing the effects, externally on his skin. Rex turned his back - out of ignorance, could not discover where he had to run, in assaying to achieve blissful freedom. He saw a door ahead of him, opened slightly, so he decided to run to the door, only to be reintroduced to an acquaintance he remembered as being malevolent. The man wore tinted, eyeglasses, which showed in the lens, the scene of Syan sliding down the bathroom wall, with almost half of his python down his throat. The man was the man known as the mad scientist, Dr. Klibitz. He came back to claim his creation - the creation of Rex, the orangutan.

Rex's mind wanted more than he could officially handle. He wanted more than just to destroy his creator - he wanted an electrified retribution to storm onto Dr.Klibitz - and to do that very wish - he had to take immediate action. Built on an unstable past of tyrannical confliction - the authoritative exploitation would now be stored in the hands of Rex, as he would now be able to inflict his controllable wrath of cynicism, on the afflicting, sinister scientist. Dr.Klibitz looked in the eyes of Rex, as he suffered the pain he deserved from the life he had ruined purposely, just to document the effects, to gain flagitious, precise research, for his nefarious affection.

He now received what he earned for himself - a death wish granted by a perfect specimen, he brought to life by his order and desrie. The murder could be typically recorded as a laboratory accident, as Dr. Klibitz's actions resulted himself to be erased from his existence permanently, leaving his final words in Rex's ear:"You are beautiful, Rex. You have accomplished everything I put into you. You learned from your surroundings, and you done what you have seen. Do not worry about your future, Rex. It will come to you, just like this has come to you - you will see it done, and you will do it yourself. Ha, Rex…, Rex." Dr. Klibitz showed a smile to Rex. "Monkey see, monkey do, Rex." He said with a giggle, right before he died shortly after.

Source: http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Monkey_See,_Monkey_Do

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Velma golden Dec 28, 2012

Good story.

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