[ WP ] scientists have invented a serum that allows animals to speak . Your dog was recently given the serum , but it appears the treatment has not worked . Your cousin , whom you have n't seen since your youth , comes to town to visit . As the door opens , your dog suddenly whispers in your ear : `` run . ''

I was disappointed, there really is no way around it. When I gave my dog the injection I was so looking forward to him speaking. I could imagine me telling him to fetch things for me and he would actually understand what I was saying. Just like the commercials said, but the stupid dog never said a word to me. The veterinarian said it could take up to a week for the dog to adjust to the changes and manage to speak. Its been a month and not one word has been uttered. Bad dog. 
 
 I had given up on it ever working, and cursed myself for wasting what was a substantial amount of money on something so stupid. Things were looking up though as I got word a couple of days ago that my cousin was coming to visit. 
 
 We used to be great friends growing up, but life took different roads for us and we ended up living in different cities. We tried to keep in touch but as usually happens we slowly lost contact. Naturally I was excited to see him again, and just a little bit curious as to what made him drop by. 
 
 I heard a car pull up, but before I could go look to see if it was my cousin, I heard someone say `` RUN.'' Confused I looked around, finally locking eyes with Albert Johnson. 
 
 I call him that, because I thought it funny to give a dog a surname. I would go around the neighborhood yelling for him, and chuckling to myself as I did. 
 
 Albert Johnson is a big bastard of an St. Bernard, even among that particular breed of dog he is big. If your not familiar with them they can be a bit intimidating just purely based on size. But when you ’ re an experienced and firm dog owner like me, they are pretty docile. Also they slobber a lot. I always used to joke that when he drinks water he just replaces the water in the bowl with his drool. 
 
 He looked at me with very serious eyes, and I realized the serum had finally worked. `` Albert...?'' I stammered. 
 
 `` Your cousin is here to kill you, no time for talking. Run!'' 
 
 I was confused, but Albert pressed me towards a window at the back and without thinking I followed orders. I climbed out and ran to a shed behind my house. This was crazy, my dog talking and his first words are a warning that my cousin was trying to kill me? 
 
 This made no sense. As I stood there I felt more and more dumb, clearly something was wrong and I had gotten all worked up about nothing. 
 
 As I started to walk back to the house, the screaming started. 
 
 The screaming was nothing like what you hear in the movies. Nothing at all. I froze completely, paralyzed with fear of what was going on. Whatever made that noise was in pain beyond anything imaginable. I have never heard anything like it. Suddenly it was cut short, followed by a slow horrible gurgle, and then complete terrifying silence. 
 
 I don ’ t know how long I stood there, not being able to move. It seemed like hours. I could not move a muscle until seeing Albert in the window broke the spell. He was smiling menacingly at me, showing blood soaked teeth. 
 
 Horrified I turned and ran, hoping against hope that I could outrun my dog.
