We have finally found our safe house. It's in a densely forested area near a substantally populated city. Before, we were continually on the move, but after I got my work visa and made a small annoucement to the public about my sudden appearance (I made sure there was a hidden message within to keep our enemies away), I was able to use the plot of land which our homebase is now on. To the public I live there alone and work on my job of translating Japanese into English while I assist the athorities with the pest problem. (My family is happy to hear that I'm alive and, although I won't meet them in person yet, we have talked a lot sense I reappeared.) Behind all of that, I and the group of refugees have built our establishment and work on finding the true mastermind while planning to help anyone else who has fallen victim to them. Truly, our manufactured genius combined has given us more hope than anything else, especially when we think about bringing them down by their own creation.
Somehow or other we have naturally fallen into a chain of command. I seem to have become the leader, Sachiko my right hand counseler, and it continues until every person pretty much naturally found their place. I may live in an average looking house on a decently forested property, but underneath all that their is a secure facility with secret passageways leading to and from my house and all around the property. All of which is heavily gaurded by our own inventions, making it that much harder because there is no referance on our current market. We were just fiinishing the last touches when I recieved a shocking video.
It depicted my family at home... each tied up. One other man was on the video. "Hello there my dear. I'm called the Sweeper and they call me out to play when something needs to be fixed or cleaned up. You've been a bad girl disobeying your owners and have made them quite unhappy. Sense you are the instigator and leader who ruined one of their branches of ingenuity you will have to be punished." He brought out wire cutters and moved towards my Dad and without further ado he began to cut of his fingers knuckle by knuckle one by one. My Dad's screams of agony seemed to hypnotize me with horrified facination as I watched. Next the Sweeper took a malet and smashed his feet over and over again. As his finale he stabbed my Dad in the stomache and then moved on to my Mom. He began by taking needles and shoving them under her nails and leaving them here. When that was done he brought out a nail gun and shot up her legs and arms. He was done after he sliced a tiny hole in her wind pipe so she could slowly soffocate to death. To my brother he dug out his eyes, cut of his tongue, and slowly chopped him up alive with an axe. Finally, he turned to my last sibling. My sister was tortured by being stretched out painfully taught until she screamed, then having her arms and legs slashed up. The Sweeper then sliced open her stomache and began to pull out her inards until she breathed no more. By that time my Dad had bled to death and my Mom soffocated. "Now I suggest you run oon back to your masters and be an obediant little girl from now on."
With that the recording ended and I was left with my families screams of terror and pain still ringing in my ears. Slowly I started to come out and as I did the more I became hardened with anger and grim determination. They had made a grave error. Now I really had nothing to lose. I was going to make sure they wouldn't even think about touching anyone elses family, and then I am definitely going to bring their entire sick organization down!
Somehow or other we have naturally fallen into a chain of command. I seem to have become the leader, Sachiko my right hand counseler, and it continues until every person pretty much naturally found their place. I may live in an average looking house on a decently forested property, but underneath all that their is a secure facility with secret passageways leading to and from my house and all around the property. All of which is heavily gaurded by our own inventions, making it that much harder because there is no referance on our current market. We were just fiinishing the last touches when I recieved a shocking video.
It depicted my family at home... each tied up. One other man was on the video. "Hello there my dear. I'm called the Sweeper and they call me out to play when something needs to be fixed or cleaned up. You've been a bad girl disobeying your owners and have made them quite unhappy. Sense you are the instigator and leader who ruined one of their branches of ingenuity you will have to be punished." He brought out wire cutters and moved towards my Dad and without further ado he began to cut of his fingers knuckle by knuckle one by one. My Dad's screams of agony seemed to hypnotize me with horrified facination as I watched. Next the Sweeper took a malet and smashed his feet over and over again. As his finale he stabbed my Dad in the stomache and then moved on to my Mom. He began by taking needles and shoving them under her nails and leaving them here. When that was done he brought out a nail gun and shot up her legs and arms. He was done after he sliced a tiny hole in her wind pipe so she could slowly soffocate to death. To my brother he dug out his eyes, cut of his tongue, and slowly chopped him up alive with an axe. Finally, he turned to my last sibling. My sister was tortured by being stretched out painfully taught until she screamed, then having her arms and legs slashed up. The Sweeper then sliced open her stomache and began to pull out her inards until she breathed no more. By that time my Dad had bled to death and my Mom soffocated. "Now I suggest you run oon back to your masters and be an obediant little girl from now on."
With that the recording ended and I was left with my families screams of terror and pain still ringing in my ears. Slowly I started to come out and as I did the more I became hardened with anger and grim determination. They had made a grave error. Now I really had nothing to lose. I was going to make sure they wouldn't even think about touching anyone elses family, and then I am definitely going to bring their entire sick organization down!
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