It's always the same damn pleading cry from them all...
"Please don't kill me, I don't want to die"
Morons, I don't think you realize what I had to go through for 17 years. Or... not what I, myself, experienced. But nonetheless... being locked up in that damned facility. Do you know what they even did?
"Please, I did nothing wrong, let me go"
Oh, but that's the point. You did nothing wrong. But I'm about to do a lot of wrong... Oh, and for the record, you can think of this as a live journal.
Currently, the subject is squirming and crying, but I have the leather straps fastened nicely. I've just administered some experimental fluids I picked up off of some dead guy down the hallway. I might've spit on the needle, but I don't care.
"What is this? Why are you doing this?"
Yeah, yeah. Second experimental shot has been administered. I dunno where it came from, but oh well. I didn't bother to sterilize the damn thing. Like it matters.
Okay, the subject is screaming now. That's interesting. Some red in the eyes, foaming at the mouth, basic bullshit. Muttering and screeching nonsense.
15 minutes now. Still doing the same thing. This little bitch is gonna give me a migraine.
25 minutes now. Uh, they stopped moving. Stopped responding. I need to find some more test fluids, be right back.
Ah, this is a nice shade of teal. I wonder what it does. Administering 15mg of the shit. It was in some rat's cages, now THAT is sad. You'd think they would have this place sanitary. Not that I care... seriously, does it look like I care?
OH HOLY SHIT okay, they started to scream again. That caught me off guard.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand just like that, they're gone. That was fun, I guess. Oh well.
