I Resurrected My Friend from the Dead

About my friend Ștefan I have a lot to tell, however, before I tell you about him, I would prefer to describe myself, not for anything else, but I wish to sweeten a little this macabre confession. My name is Radu and I study at the Faculty of Biology in Cluj. In short, I grew up here as a small child and here I also wished to spend my adult years. With Ștefan, I met at the age of 20 at a biology and science fair, where people came to wash their eyes with various interesting experiments and of course without putting anyone's life in danger. Ștefan was the most moral and conscientious man I met until the day he died under the blow of my hammer. He was considered a wise young man for the contemporary period of the 2000s and it is not hard to understand why. He was constantly involved in charitable acts and of course took care of some animals from various places in the city. He was a young student who wished to be involved already during his university years in acts considered extremely good for the world he lived in. I met him, indeed, at the science fair where he came dressed as a scientist and although I had work explaining to my followers about my experiment, indeed, Ștefan's truly impressive scientific act made me curious too! He invented a kind of mysterious liquid which he sprayed on harmful insects, so that after 5 minutes, the insects were put into a kind of empty aquarium in which Ștefan had released lamp gas. Normally, the insects should have died, however to my surprise, the insects did not die, on the contrary, they felt in their natural environment. This impressed me deeply and I truly wished to meet him. Unlike my experiment which touched roughly the same hypothesis as his, mine was indeed very trivial compared to the extraordinary scientific act that Ștefan discovered. After a large part of the people evaporated elsewhere, I gathered courage to talk to Ștefan. He was a gentle person, somewhat good for the world we lived in but he was not at all stupid. I had always appreciated his effort towards science and I was never ashamed to tell him that I did not compare even with the tip of his nail. He pretended not to hear, as I said he was a moral person, which deduces that his character trait was humble, without praises or things of pride. I befriended him because he was an open person and I could discuss with him various interesting things and not necessarily related to science. He was a curious person and well informed regarding the things that unfolded in biological nature. For example, he was not afraid of death, because as he said, he could not be afraid of something he could not stop or remedy. We were part of the same university environment, yet apparently, until the science fair I had never seen him. He was a withdrawn person, considered crazy from a scientific point of view, yet the colleagues from the university as well as people from outside treated him with respect due to his massive involvement in our community and the entire city in which we lived. He was a rather scruffy individual with chestnut hair slightly reddish and on the tip of his chin he had a goatee which he always cared for. He always behaved neatly and every morning exuded a sweet lavender smell. He kept his hair combed back and always since I met him, he continuously combed it with a wooden comb which he kept in the back pocket of his trousers. His effort towards science and my irrational fear of biological death forced me to convince him to perform a series of experiments on this disturbing aspect called death, which people had tried to manage over the years, but without any results. Ștefan had just discovered in his own house on Ulmilor Street in Cluj, an elixir which apparently kept creatures immortal. My frenzy regarding what he discovered pushed me to do things which normally I would never have done. Ștefan was pleasantly surprised that I told him my idea regarding the elixir he discovered. Even to my surprise, the idea that we could become immortal was a fact that could bring incorruptible fame upon us and even people willing to pay a lot of money for our elixir. And I say our, not just his, because after a few researches at his house, I discovered that my biological study, which I had not told you about until now, fit perfectly with what he discovered. I had discovered indeed a kind of substance which produced hormones that could be dosed on barren animals, practically, we sowed a seed in their womb. In short, what Ștefan and I created can truly be called an elixir of immortality and regarding the created substance, it was composed of a series of hormonal chromosomes which were pasteurized under pressure to make it go from a rather gaseous state to liquid, into a liquid substance which we later called the elixir of immortality. Other clues and ideas regarding our substance, I wish to remain anonymous, probably it is not even true what I told you regarding the composition of the elixir, because I suppose if our recipe falls into the wrong hands, well, it could cause a biological disaster, and about this, I will tell you next. Ștefan was profoundly amazed at what we had created together, and now, we were about to perform the practical experiment. Until then, we had offered the elixir only to cockroaches, however our curiosity pushed us to test it on other living beings and even animal corpses. Ștefan was reluctant, yet indeed, we could not resist our curiosity. We had recently settled in a more isolated place, where we found a former ferrous machinery factory in which we installed our own laboratory somewhere in the basement. It was quite hard work, because bringing the power generators and our small laboratory from Ștefan's house was a real ordeal since with 2 people, things went rather slowly. Initially, Ștefan had agreed to experiment with the elixir in his house basement, however I did not agree, because his parents could burst in and thus, we risked revealing a secret which we wished to keep secret from the rest of the curious eyes. In this way, we could carry out our experiments to completion in that abandoned place. Ștefan had indeed become cautious and visibly overwhelmed with emotions regarding our play that involved life and death.