Dr. Curt

Dr. Curt frantically searched his lab for somewhere to hide the radioactive sample. For years the government had been trying to take it from him and now they had finnaly found his hiding place. In frustration the doctor kicked the wall and found that a board was lose. He quickly stuffed the precious metal into the open space. Suddenly lound banging and shouting could be heard from the other side of the labratory door. "Damn," muttered Dr. Curt as the door was broke down and special agents stormed in. Each one of them had their guns pointed directly at the doctors chest. He raised his hands and grinned. "Alright, you got me." Out of no where a low buzzing sound filled the room. The special agents stared in horror as all kinds of insects crawled out of Dr. Curt's mouth. Soon a whole swarm of bugs decended on the helpless military men. In meer secounds what had a full squad of special forces had been reduced to a pile of bones and guns. Once the job was finished the swarm returned to Dr. Curt's mouth. He casually stepped over the skeletons, grabbed the radioactive sample and walked out the door.