[ WP ] A person who signs up for an expiremental drug test gets unexpected results .

`` Please read this form and sign here. Once you sign, we will begin the trial. If you have any questions I will be back in a few minutes to answer them.'' 
 
 I'm going to sign it anyways, I thought to myself. I'll skip over the boring legalities and just put pen to paper. Being a poor university student did this to you. It made the promise of money, any amount, tantalizing. A few hours of being experimented on, followed by a night of drinking, all compensated by science. 
 
 This was my third study this semester. 
 
 My first study was a psychology experiment where I answered a quiz on a computer as quickly as I could and then sorted the faces of strangers into three categories ( attractive, neutral and unattractive ). For fifteen minutes of my time, I earned $ 60, and was told that I had racist tendencies. That hurt my ego a bit, but hell $ 60 could buy quite a few pitchers of beer! 
 
 The second study was more involved. I had to eat different beans for a month at a time, always eating at least 300 grams of the bean a day. At the end of the month, I gave 10 mL of blood and a stool sample. The beans were repetitive and boring, The stool sample was awkward, but I did earn $ 1000 after three months. I also got free beans for a month, which really helped me save on groceries. I did n't blow all of the grand on drinking, I also bought a sweet flatscreen T.V. and wireless headphones. 
 
 The lab assistant returned. 
 
 `` So, do you have any questions before you sign? ``, she asked. 
 
 `` When will I receive the compensation?'' 
 
 `` In three hours, when the testing is complete. If there is nothing else, lets begin.'' 
 
 She opened a small refrigerator, which was under the desk and removed a large syringe filled with a clear fluid. 
 
 `` Alright, I will need you to turn around a pull down your pants a little. This will be a sub dermal injection into your upper thigh.'' 
 
 I did as I was told, and felt the prick and sting of the injection. 
 
 `` There you go. Now I will be back every 15 minutes to monitor your vitals and take measurements. Please take note of anything that may seem out of the ordinary to you, no matter how small or nonsensical it might seem. If you need assistance before I return, please press this red button. Otherwise, try to relax.'' 
 
 She walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. Boredom immediately set in. Shit. I was going to have to sit here for the next three hours, and let her take my pulse and measure my pupil dilation every 15 minutes. Nothing was happening. I was going to be here forever. 
 
 After a few moments of still feeling normal, I checked the clock to see how much time had passed. Glancing at the old analogue clock which hung above the door I realized only five minutes had passed. Feeling discouraged, I reached for the pen to fiddle with to help pass the time. The pen, which had been sitting on the table right beside my hand was about two feet away. 
 
 But I had n't move, how was this possible? 
 
 Looking down, my feet here floating off the ground. I was floating? Was this real? My head swam in confusion. I continued my upward trajectory, only a few inches before I would hit the ceiling and push myself back downwards to that red button. This situation definitely called for assistance. 
 
 As I neared the ceiling, I extended my arms upwards to prevent my head from banging into it. To my dismay, my hands continued to pass through the ceiling. My head, torso and legs followed. I felt my clothing being wicked off of me, like a layer of liquid is squeegeed off a windshield. I was naked, and still floating upwards. 
 
 Everything went dark momentarily, and then exploded with light. I was above the building, floating higher and higher. What the fuck had I been injected with? There was no way to control this. It was as if I was less dense than air and moving towards equilibrium along the atmospheric gradient. What was going to happen to me? 
 
 Higher and higher, the air getting thinner and thinner. I was dizzy and terrified. 
 
 Looking away from the Earth for one moment, to inspect my own hands, I saw them begin to disintegrate. My skin blowing away like sand in the wind, mixing with the clouds and dispersing along the wind currents. I was dissolving. 
 
 I should have read the fucking waiver. 

