The Walmart Game and Homo Perfectus
As a Homo Perfectus, you must go to Walmart to get rid of the terrorists there. The terrorists think you are ordinary, but you are not. With your bendable DNA, you can increase some of your skills. You could outrun the terrorists, dodge them, outsmart them, and lots of stuff like that. Sure, some people might see you. But the problem is that your life is at risk.
Bonus:
I increase my speed and start running after the terrorist. The terrorist then attempts to shoot me, but when I increase my reflexes, he fails to do so. But soon I slip on the floor. Ouch. Since he has some time, the terrorist runs away. Since I've never been here, it looks like I'll need some guidance, maybe from an employee.
But the employee isn't much help, all the employee does is motion me to another person - called the manager.
"Hi. I am the manager. I can see you are not a terrorist. But anyways, how can I help you."
"I need a map."
"A map, so you've never been to Walmart."
I shake my head, I can't tell him I'm a Homo Perfectus. he wouldn't believe me. With my increased hearing, I can hear he is trying not to laugh.
"Since all these people have taken over the store, I'm afraid that I can't be much of a help. But I suggest you go home, it's quite dangerous."
"Sir, I just need to know what those what those yellow signs mean."
"Those signs are to tell you if the floors are wet, couldn't you just read the signs?"
"Well, all it did say was 'Caution', sir." The manager doesn't seem to be much of a help, so I should just figure everything on my own.
Before he can speak, I'm gone.