The cabin stood on a desolate little island in the middle of the lake, with barely a foot or two of bare rock between the water and the walls, abandoned in the winter chill.
He’d chosen the site for its remoteness and security. He would finally be able to do his experiments without fear of interruption or espionage. If he needed to forge a few human comforts for that security, so be it.
He also thought the remoteness might delay catastrophe, if the worst should happen and the sample escaped.
It turned out he was wrong about the last part.

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