How would you explain a sudden, overpowering unnatural urge to destroy everything you love?
A scientist perfects a chemical, unleashing the beast within, but before he can create an antidote, his neglected wife is accidentally dosed when he has to rush a batch home to keep it refrigerated. Her mild resentment of his endless hours at the lab accelerates into a torrent, after she gobbles pie on which the potion dripped.
