The Doctor lives in the middle of burnt out forest that, for
some reason I have yet to learn, has never grown back. Between the gnarled
trees and the craggy rock formations, the area would make the perfect set for
one of those old German Expressionist horror films from the 20s. I half think
the Doctor purposely manipulated the fauna, flora, and landscape to emulate that.
His house is an asymmetrical, ill-proportioned cottage that looks like the home
of Rotwang or Dr. Mabuse. Nothing has changed in the nearly four decades since
I was last here. I can’t say I’m all that surprised.
I first encountered the Doctor shortly after facing Kyle the
first time. I wasn’t in my right mind and was looking for something that would
give me the edge over any opponent. Atomic power was the cool new kid on the
block with science fiction predicting it could give humans incredible new
powers. I knew it wouldn’t make lasers shoot out of my eyes or allow me to
crawl up walls, but I figured there had to be some kernel of reality buried
beneath all the fantastic speculation.
My search eventually led to Dr. Amazat. He recognized that
radiation was able to manipulate life at the genetic level, but that it was a
rather crude and limited method. He believed there was a more direct and
predictable approach. I was desperate enough to listen to him.
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