The sonic boom shook the laboratory, but that wasn’t the sound that what had Dr. Lantha frantically scurrying towards the lab. The sound of beakers, filled whole with amber colored liquid, shattering as they hit the floor caused Dr. Lantha to tear path of upended gurneys and body parts with a lace of odd stitching to the lab. Upon arrival he found this season’s crop of experiments had been destroyed by the blast in a split second. Tension filled the lab as the animals trampled trough the sticky goo to see if anything had been spared. Otto, the lab assistant/chimp noted the blast was a near miss; one beaker resting high upon the top shelf was spared. This joyous news brought tender tears to Dr. Lantha’s eyes. All was not lost.