You are Dr. James Healey and last week you were a genius. That was before the DNA experiments. Before the accident you said could never happen. Since then you have felt your mind decaying a little more each day. You have watched your wife slip into imbecility. You have seen the crowds growing murderous with animal terror, the President of the United States babbling and drooling on TV. You at least know what is happening as you search for the cure for the horror you have unleased upon the world as each day the dimming of your mind lowers your chance of finding it.