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Project Scryer Ascendant.

It was supposed to be an unprecedented study of an extraterrestrial parasite. An opportunity to study the parasites and a living host, the first to ever be successfully captured and held in captivity. Or so we thought.

Over the course of a week, Dr Sydney Carlisle and her team are irreversibly changed by what they discover...

This story was inspired by @monsterlovingforscience and the alien 'research' they encouraged.

DR S. CARLISLE Personal Log - 1610 hours, 03/27/2049

The handheld camera bumps and shudders as it is set down in a hurry. Visible is what appears to be an office or quarters. It's minimalist walls are airbrushed steel panels with a clinical white and grey colour scheme. Several large scientific books line a bookshelf to the right. In front of it, the camera comes into focus on a woman.

Her black hair is dishevelled, frizzy, matted in places by streaks of thick, white mucus. Her white coat is torn and fraying in several spots. Her chest rises and falls in rapid bursts and her shallow, ragged breaths can be clearly heard. The top four buttons on her pale lavender blouse are missing, allowing her slime covered chest to peak put from her sweat soaked top.

"This... is s-senior project lead... Dr Sydney... Carlisle" she stammers between breaths "and I'm transmitting this final log because it might... it will be the last thing I ever say."

Several loud thumps can be heard coming from outside the room. There is a harsh, grating squeal as something seems to be clawing at the door to the room. Dr Sydney Carlisle let's out a terrified cry and begins to sob, shaking her head from side to side.

"We thought we could contain it... we thought if we studied it, if we understood it..." she murmurs with a terrible, haunted look in her eyes. Outside the room, the shrieking and thumping seems to grow louder, what seemed like inhuman barking almost sounds like its calling Dr Carlisle by name.

"Alex... Nora... Jaime... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't want this. Not like this." Sobs Dr Carlisle, burying her head in her hands. "It used them. I'm so sorry..."

"SSSSSYDNEEEY" "COME" "SYDNNNNNEEEEY" "JOIN" "JOIN USSSS" "SYDNNNNEEEEEY" Shriek a trio of voices over the thumping and scratching. Dr Carlisle buries her head in her hand and screams. Her scream turns into a wet hacking cough as she looks up at the camera, eyes wide with fear.

"Oh God it's in me. It's... in... meeee..." she wails as she begins to dry-reach. With a horrible heave, a thick splatter of white slime oozes from her mouth.

"Whatever you do... don't-" before she can finish, another spatter of slime wells up in her throat as her teeth and jawbone seem to bulge. The video abruptly cuts. There are several seconds of the camera getting bumped around, dropping in and out of focus as the recording is repeatedly switched on and off. In the garbled sections of footage, there are glimpses claws and teeth. Thick trails of slime spattering across what looks like an exposed human thigh, breast, or mouth. Pink flesh darkening and hardening. All the while screams of protest and monstrous shrieks chanting Dr Carlisle's name cut in and out.

Eventually, the camera seems to stabilise. As it comes in to focus, we can see this is a larger, more open room. It's only light source seems to be the dim glow of the red emergency lighting. The walls are obscured by what seems to be thick streaks or clumps of dark green matter that glistens in the low-light. Amidst it, is what was once Dr Sydney Carlisle.

Her entire body, save for her waist, chest, neck and mouth seems to be sheathed in thick, black chitin. Her exposed skin is deathly white, her veins dark and purple, clearly visible beneath her ghostly skin. Her lips are black and full, glistening with slime dripping from her gaping mouth. The chitin sheathing her is pronounced, sharp, lined with ridges where each segment overlaps the next. A large, skeletal tail thrashes between her elongated legs.

Before her are three similar female creatures, identical slave for slight variations in the size and shape of their exposed chest and mouth sections. Otherwise their chitin is identical, as is their pale skin and dark veins. The three of them seem to gasp and cry out as they stare up at Dr Carlisle, touching their own lips, breasts and crotches as though they were pleasuring themselves at the sight of her.

Behind the inhuman Dr Carlisle, looms an enough creature. It's chitin is the same I'm appearance and structure, yet broader. More pronounced. In place of an exposed feminine chest, it sports a muscular, male torso and a thickset jaw. It purrs loudly as it runs an enormous hand over Carlisle's exposed abdominals. Her waist shudders and an enormous phallus can be seen extending from the creature, into her vagina. The organ undulating wildly as thick streams of its semen cascade from where the organs meet.

"Oh... God. Oh fuck..." moans Dr Carlisle as the last of her human teeth seem to lengthen into fangs, her voice reaching a high pitched shriek as she climaxes. The creature behind her continues to purr as it reaches up to stroke the exposed flesh of her cheek.

"Joinnnn... usss..." crow the threw female creatures on the ground

"Yesss... join... ussss..." moans Dr Carlisle. Even though her chitin fully encloses the rest of her head, hiding her eyes, she is staring directly into the camera.

"Joinnn... usssssss..." she hisses with a rapturous sigh.

* * *

DR S CARLISLE Transit Log - 0945 hours, 03/19/2049

Received 5 specimens for project Scryer Ascendant at 0900 hours. 4 Alpha-class specimens 1 Beta-class specimen

Alpha Class specimen is believed to be stage one lifeform of project Scryer Ascendant. Class 2 containment protocols are in full effect with each specimen individually stored in airtight, toughened glass containers at a temperature of 50 degrees Fahrenheit or below. This has proven to sufficiently slow the specimen's metabolism to incapacitate it without causing harm.

Beta-class specimen, dubbed Beta-0001, requires a steady stream of sedative to keep it calm. Allegedly it becomes quite hostile and will violently thrash about it's container if the sedative were to cease and it detected humans in its immediate vicinity.

Beta-0001 is the first documented instance of a Beta-class specimen to be successfully taken into captivity and is deemed a priority 1 asset.

All terms and conditions agreed to by all staff present, per the attached report.

Signed off

Dr Sydney Carlisle, Head of Research, Project Scryer Ascendant

* * *

DR J. SAUNDERS Initial Report on Specimen arrival - 1030 hours, 03/19/2049

Project Scryer Ascendant arrived this morning without issue. The 4 Alpha-class Specimens and Single Beta-class Specimen appear indifferent and undisturbed by the transfer. All diagnostics on containment cells are satisfactory. Temperatures in cells are holding steady at 44-48 degrees Fahrenheit. Beta-0001 seems remarkably lucid despite the volume of sedative being pumped into it during transit, despite the absence of eyes, I could swear it stared right at me the entire time it was unloaded and moved to Specimen Containment.

* * *

DR. A. DIO Alpha Research Log - 1600 hours, 03/20/2049

Initial analysis of Alpha-class specimen 0001 Despite possessing external carapace, the creature possesses an internal skeletal structure. Initial presumptions the specimen might share similar attributes to terrestrial insects is now disputed within the team. Underside of specimen 0001 appears highly sensitive, contact with external stimuli to exposed flesh seems to increase awareness and activity. Analysis concluded ahead of schedule as specimen 0001 grew increasingly restless and radical temperature decrease was required to subdue it. Dr Carlisle has advocated using Specimen 0002 tomorrow so as not to further agitate 0001.

* * *

DR S. CARLISLE Beta Research Log - 1700 hours, 03/20/2049

Beta-class Specimen, intial diagnostics. Beta-0001 per project outlines is the result of unprotected human exposure to an Alpha-class specimen. In assessing Beta-0001, it is important to establish the particulars of both human and non-human elements.

Human component of Beta-0001 is visibly male.

Beta-class specimen displays increased cognitive awareness from Alpha-class specimens but seemingly less than that of the average human. Beta-0001 appears to be instinctive. Primal. Rudimentary at best

Curiously, eyes and ears are obscured by the carapace sheathing the front of the host's head. This leads us to believe that Beta-0001 either relies on other forms of perception such as pheromone trails, scent and heat. Or it's eyes are somehow able to see through the carapace like a two-way mirror.

Beta-0001 is certainly able to perceive us. It seems keenly aware of our position, following our movements with its eyeless stare. It seems particularly fixated on Dr Saunders for reasons we've yet to determine.

Returning specimen to containment ahead of further study.

* * *

DR A. DIO Internal Email to N. Ashmore - 1830 hours, 03/25/2049

"Good Evening Nora,

Has Jaime been poking around about Beta-0001 again? She spent practically all of our lunch hour talking to me about it yesterday and again today.

She seems particularly concerned about the properties of its chemical output, how it interacts with an unprotected human, etc.

She's trying to be casual about it but you know what her poker face is like.

Just... getting worried maybe the more to what happened the day Dr Carlisle reassigned her. If there's a possible quarantine breach, we have to act accordingly.

Regards

A Dio"

Reply from Dr Nora Ashmore, 48 minutes later

"Hey Alex, Haha yeah, that girl is practically free money. Her bluffing is terrible.

That said, I'm not sure? We make conversation about the specimens while we work. Seems perfectly normal conversation to me, naturally how the Alpha-class interact with host forms and what that means for Beta-0001 is going to come up.

That said... she is very attentive with the specimens. I'll run it by Dr Carlisle, just in case.

Cheers,

N. Ashmore"

* * *

DR J SAUNDERS Beta Research Log - 1630 hours, 03/22/2049

Beta-0001 review in progress.

Subject is just over 9 days post exposure to Alpha-class specimen. While Beta-class specimens have been observed in the wild, this is the first documented instance of a successful capture and study.

Immediately, there is a notable difference in how the specimen dubbed Beta-0001 is pacified. Unlike Alpha-class specimens which are highly sensitive to extreme temperatures, Beta-0001 appears completely uninhibited by low temperatures. While significantly low temperature appears to trigger a pain response, it does not slow Beta-0001.

Instead, traditional human sedatives are used to slow or incapacitate Beta-0001.

Presumably this is because it is still for the most part, human. However alterations to the host body by Alpha-class specimen means that its metabolism processes and expels the sedative much faster than humanly possible. To slow Beta-0001 and render it docile requires an equivalent dose to what could subdue eight full-grown humans for several hours. To induce complete unconsciousness requires almost twice that amount.

In assessing the creature's physical attributes, it is easy to differentiate the Alpha-class specimen from it's host at face value. Host is human male, middle aged, physical fitness suggests an athletic profession. Probably a servicemen. Where the Alpha-class specimen has bonded, there are visible punctures and suturing of the flesh. The Alpha-class Specimen's carapace appears to not only grow to accommodate the size and shape of the host but also pushes through the host's flesh to graft itself to their skeletal structure. The Alpha-class Specimen's tentacles also appear to extend into the host's body, though they seem to merge seamlessly with the exposed flesh of the host form.

The mouth, neck, chest, wait and pelvis of the host are still visible and human in appearance. Their limbs, head and back are sheathed in shiny, black carapace. This appears to be the Alpha-class specimen merged with the host body. The longer it remains attached, the more pronounced and angular the carapace seems to become.

Host form displays discoloured, pale skin. It appears deceased though there is no odor or visible rot to indicate decomposition. Darkened veins are visible, suggesting an absence of red blood cells. Perhaps the darkening of the veins indicates changes to host's circulatory system. Dr Carlisle infers it is likely blood cells are hijacked by the Alpha-class specimen and used to sustain the host form. We have drawn three blood sample for testing. This agitated Beta-0001 considerably, it has been sedated and stored ahead of schedule so as to not agitate it further.

Further testing will resume tomorrow.

* * *

DR A DIO Internal Email to S. Carlisle - 2048 hours, 03/25/2049

"Good Evening Sydney,

Strictly off-the-record, you're right about Jaime. Especially in the last day or so, her questions pertaining to the Beta-class specimen have been... unorthodox.

And very specific.

I know we all get a background check but I have to question whether someone either didn't pick up on her tendencies or if they foolishly thought it wouldn't be a conflict of interest?"

* * * DR J. SAUNDERS Personal Memo - 1830 hours, 03/25/2049

I think they know. Everyone has started treating me differently, I think Sydney found out. Her and Nora go way back so obviously she knows too. It feels like Alex is the only person I can trust. If she finds out too, I expect that will change. With me outed like that, this will all be for nothing.

* * *

DR J. SAUNDERS Beta Research Log - 1720 hours, 03/23/2049

Beta-0001 Bloodwork and fluid analysis

Initial blood tests on Beta-0001 show a parasitic structure to its blood cells. For lack of a better description, we are observing two forms of blood cells. The first appears to be the typical human red blood cell, grafted to it is an alien protoplasm consistent with what we have retrieved from both 'blood' and 'saliva' in Alpha-class specimens. The protoplasm appears to attach to the red blood cells and alter their make-up at a genetic level to behave like viral cells. At this point they are now purple blood cells that seem to methodically produce blue blood cells that despite appearing human, are comprised entirely of the alien protoplasm.

This supports Dr Carlisle's theory that the Alpha-class specimen represses the host's biology in it' entirety, leaving only vague cosmetic similarity.

We have proceeded to collect samples of saliva, perspiration and semen from Beta-0001 to further investigate how extensive this repurposing may be. These samples were easily obtained, primarily as Beta-0001 seems to constantly secrete copious amounts of saliva, even when incapacitated. It also sweat profusely, particularly when being examined, I have inferred this is based on contact and proximity to potential host forms. Dr Carlisle is adamant it is merely a side-effect of the metabolic changes the host is experiencing.

The semen sample was unintentional. While collecting sweat directly from Beta-0001's exposed thigh, my proximity to its genitalia seemed to excite the subject. The movements of my gloved hand reportedly made it's penis stiffen an ejaculate. Once Dr Carlisle and I overcame our initial surprise, I volunteered to collect the sample before it coagulated entirely. In doing so, the movement of my gloved hand near and on the engorged phallus further excited Beta-0001 who was subsequently pacified and returned to storage.

In its aroused state, Beta-0001 required an unprecedented level of sedative to subdue it. Samples have been forwarded to Dr Dio for further study.

* * *

DR S. CARLISLE Email to N. Ashmore and A. Dio marked High Importance - 1900 hours, 03/23/2049

As of Today, Dr J. Saunders is to be moved from Beta-class specimen analysis to Alpha-class specimen analysis. Effective immediately.

Today while collecting samples, I have reason to believe she deliberately provoked the creature to become aroused. By exciting Beta-0001 she put both of us at risk of biological contamination by an unknown potential transmission vector secreted by Beta-0001.

Dr Alex Dio will preside over all subsequent study of the Beta-class specimen.

* * *

EXAM ROOM 3 CCTV LOG 1238 hours, 03/27/2049

The lab CCTV slowly flicker back on following an hour long outage. A red alert light flashes in the corner of the screen to indicate unauthorised activity. Standing in front of the examination table is Dr J. Saunders. She is completely naked, arms hanging limp by her sides. Her head droops to one side her mouth hanging open as she appears to stand motionless in a catatonic state. Behind her, the Beta specimen is bolted to the examination table.

Beta-0001's arms and legs strain. One by one, the metal cuffs fastening it to the table snap, it's limbs popping free as it pulls itself from the table. Dr Saunders doesn't even flinch, standing completely still as the creature rises to its feet behind her. As it stands, Beta-0001 reaches out to stroke Jaime's cheek and tilt her head back. Moving like she is in a trance, she slowly leans back to let the creature kiss her long and full, squarely on her lips.

Nearly a full minute passes as Beta-0001's lips prise Jaime's apart, it's tongue visibly sloshing around in her mouth before it retracts. Slowly, Jaime falls to her knees. She appears to murmur something repeatedly. Her lips forming the word "join" over and over as she reaches up to stroke the creature's pulsating shaft. The lights and camera briefly flicker off. As they come back on, the lab is bathed in the dim red glow of the emergency lights. Beta-0001 drops into a crouch, backing away from the near catatonic Dr Saunders. Jaime's head lolls forward, slowly turning to look in the direction of the door to the lab. Slowly, she lies down, face first as an Alpha-class specimen scuttles into view.

The lighting flickers again as does the camera. Jaime can be seen writhing on the ground with the Alpha-class specimen pressed against her back. It's tendrils and legs flail wildly as it plunges them into her arms, legs, vagina, ass and mouth. It's smaller limbs digging into the back of her rib cage. It quickly becomes apparent that her squirming isn't resistance, but rather pleasure. Her hips grind against the floor as the tendrils in her orifices all begin to undulate, pumping an alien secretion into her shuddering body. Where it's legs are wriggling into her limbs, it's carapace seems to be extending, growing to form a protective sheath over her body.

Beta-0001 steps back into focus, seemingly admiring the process of the Alpha-class Specimen fusing to Dr Saunders. It looks up at the camera, almost staring directly into the viewer's eyes as its cock trickles with thick pre-cum. Jaime's arms and legs seem to stretch as the carapace grows around her.

* * *

DR N. ASHMORE Personal Email to <private> - 2147 hours, 03/20/2049

"Hope this finds you well old friend,

We're working on something really exciting at the moment. Genuine opportunity of a lifetime stuff.

We're currently entertaining some guests at home that are truly out of this world, I'm sure you'd love to get to know them.

You know the drill.

N."

Reply received 1 hour later.

"It's been too long N,

You're right. We'd love to get to know your guests. We'd be very interested in entertaining them for a while, if you'd care to send over some particulars so that we can make the necessary arrangements - I'm sure you'd find we can be very accommodating.

* * *

DR S CARLISLE Internal Email to N. Ashmore - 2100 hours, 03/26/2049

Hi Alex,

Further to previous conversations about Jaime's conduct, has she continued to make unusual enquiries about Beta-0001 and its properties?

I've begun to suspect her interests may not be as personal as we initially suspected. There's some highly irregular traffic on her personal email and browsing history I'm awaiting a detailed report on.

She tried talking to me about Beta-0001 today and admittedly, I may have overstepped. I didn't accuse her outright but she did take umbridge with me for querying her integrity. When she tried to counter... well I told her to go and get fucked. She stormed off at that and I haven't seen her since? Please let me know if you have any further contact with her.

Regards,

S Carlisle"

* * *

PERSONAL RECORDING - J. SAUNDERS Mobile Camera Footage - 1140 hours, 03/27/2049

The camera flickers on, showing the examination room. On a table in front of the camera, the Beta Specimen can be seen strapped onto an examination table in the centre of the shot. It's wrists and ankles secured by the heavy, metal cuffs mounted in the table. Its humanoid chest and crotch facing up in clear view of the camera.

"Hey you at home... yeah. You." Purrs Jaime from off-screen, putting on a sultry voice. "It's yaa gurl Jazz, back for one last ride" she continues as she steps into the shot, swathed in a towel and wearing nothing else.

"I know I said I was done filming with men, but as you can see. My friend here?" At that, she slides a hand up the creature's lock, affectionately squeezing the creature's carapace before reaching the pale flesh of it's inner thigh. It's exposed cock immediately twitches in response, rapidly beginning to swell.

"Well he's going to be... out of this world..." she sighs with a wicked grin, dropping her towel to reveal her super model physique. Gracefully, Jaime begins to dance, slowly rolling her hips and shoulders, swaying from side to side as she saunters her way up onto the table. For a minute, she gyrates above its lap, touching herself as she lowers herself towards its engorged member.

"Earlier today, my boss told me to go and get fucked" chuckled the naked scientist "so this is me. Getting fucked." At that, she winked at the camera and dropped her hips. The creature's cock immediately pressed deep into her entrance, its balls rapidly swelling as the creature jerked its hips up to meet her.

"Oooh. Feisty one, isn't he?" She chuckled, swivelling her hips with a well-practiced motion that draws attention to the creature's shaft as it glides in and out of her.

"What do sat we uhhh... uhh.. ah... AH!" She trails off into a squeal as her body suddenly goes rigid. The cock throbbing in her seems to rapidly swell and shoot up into her dripping, wet entrance.

"Nnn-no... this isn't sposed... n-no!" She croaks, struggling in vain to pull herself from the wildly pulsating member. Her eyes widen, pupils expanding as fear and something else begins to overwhelm her.

"No! No No No! I can't! I... I...uhhh..." she moans in protest as her body slackens. Her eyes roll back until only their whites are showing. Her jaw slackens, drooling as her mouth gapes open. Involuntarily, as if possessed by a mind of their own, her hips begin flexing, vigorously pounding down on the creature's cock for what seems like an eternity. Fifty four minutes and thirty eight seconds, to be precise, of the same continuous imagery.

Ten minutes in, the lighting dims to the red glow of the emergency lights. Neither Jaime or Beta-0001 respond or alter their actions in any way. The same moans and wet slapping sounds. The same motion, over and over as more and more of the creature's seed seems to seep from her and pool on the table beneath them. Finally, the camera's battery runs flat and the screen goes dark.

* * *

DR A. DIO Chemical Research Log - 1400 hours, 03/22/2049

Data further reinforces our understanding that a human exposed to an Alpha-class specimen undergoes considerable internal change as well as external. Despite retaining human appearance on the exposed mouth, chest and genitalia, all of these now function differently.

At some stage in the transformation, human teeth are elongated into fangs by rapid redistribution of calcium and some chain reaction triggered by alteration to the host's saliva. Exactly how this is achieved requires further study. The tongue also seems to experience rapid growth, becoming longer. Additional muscle growth makes it more dexterous and remarkably strong. The tongue now seems to be capable of fulfilling the same function as an Alpha-class specimen's primary tentacles, secreting a thick, viscous fluid.

This fluid is best described as a paralytic sedative that seems to exist weaken and even incapacitate. Presumably, this makes prospective hosts easier targets for an Alpha-class specimen.

The genitalia also sees rapid reconfiguration as regular human semen production seems to cease. The ejaculate that it does produce appears to be a completely sterile, produced as a vestige of human function rather than serving a purpose within the specimen's reproductive cycle. We have speculated this is performed by a secondary phallic organ that seems to remain retracted unless the creature is in proximity to one of its own kind.

We have noted that on each occasion that an Alpha-class specimen is brought within a few meters of Beta-0001, this organ becomes increasingly active and begins to emerge and secrete what we believe is a completely alien fluid used to produce new Alpha-class specimens. How it performs this, remains unknown.

Further study of Beta-0001 is required along with cross-referencing study of Alpha-class specimens.

* * *

SPECIMEN CONTAINMENT SECURITY LOGS Full Report, range 03/27/2049 -03/27/2049

Alpha-class Specimen 0002 returned by Dr S. Carlisle. 1120 hours Alpha-class Specimen 0001 checked out by Dr N. Ashmore 1120 hours Beta Class Specimen 0001 checked out by Dr J. Saunders 1128 hours Beta-class specimen 0001 checked in at examination room 3 by Dr J. Saunders 1132 hours Alpha-class specimen 0003 checked out by Dr A. Dio 1140 hours Alpha-class Specimen 0002 checked out by Dr S. Carlisle. 1145 hours Alpha-class Specimen 0002 returned by Dr S. Carlisle. 1146 hours Alpha-class specimen 0002 records containment breach at 1150 hours Security lock instated by Dr A Dio at 1155 hours Security override entered by Dr S. Carlisle at 1155 hours Alpha-class specimen 0004 checked out by Dr N Ashmore at 1207 hours *Security override countermands breach lockout protocols* *no further activity*

* * *

DR N. ASHMORE Alpha Research Log - 1340 hours, 03/23/2049

Further emphasising Alpha-class specimen's non-terrestrial nature, scans have failed to establish any central brain or cerebral matter. The creature's nervous system instead extends from its body into each of its eight legs and seven tentacles.

The highest concentration of nerve-endings is clustered around its 'mouth' and 'head'. This dome-like section of carapace appears to fasten to the head of a prospective host, so it is logical that this higher concentration of nerve tissue is used to connect with the brain of the host.

Dr Dio has speculated the creature may retain the host's cerebral matter to expand its own consciousness and pilot the more complex functions of its host body. What we know and have observed of Beta-0001suggests that an Alpha-class specimen will take on behaviours of its host form when it becomes Beta-class. Whether this is an adaptive hunting instinct or an attempt to blend in, remains unclear.

* * *

DR J. SAUNDERS Alpha Research Log - 1630 hours, 03/24/2049

On the underside of all Alpha-class specimens, is a fleshy underbelly lined with what was mistakenly identified as tiny bristles. These are in fact, smaller versions of the seven tentacles sprouting from the creature's carapace. These tiny tendrils are roughly an inch long, needle-thin and incredibly tense, giving the appearance of course hairs.

Under extremely controlled circumstances, Dr Ashmore has been able to coerce these mini-tendrils into moving. They seem drawn towards tissue containing nerve endings and will begin secreting a thick, clear fluid if they can be tricked into thinking they have breached the skin of a prospective host. Further reinforcing the hypothesis that these are what the Alpha-class specimen uses to bond to a host, we observed that upon failure to connect to a viable nervous system, the tendrils are retracted in favour of resuming the search for a viable host.

CCTV LOG Corridor 3 - 1520 hours, 03/27/2049

Dr Alex Dio can be seen slipping out of her white lab coat as she steps through a bulkhead door that hasn't even finished opening, to enter the corridor. Her stride slows as specimen Beta-0001 advances toward her from the opposite end of the corridor. She holds her hand up, as if to halt the creature. At first, the creature's stride seems to slow and Alex can be seen slowly getting onto her knees, arms held above her head in surrender.

Beta-0001 steps forward, blocking the camera's view of Alex. Her hands can be seen gently resting on its hips as her head begins bobbing up and down near its waist. The creature leans back and appears to let out a long growl or howl before reaching down to press its hand against the back of Alex's head. It's hips start to flex as it begins to violently thrust its cock down her throat. Alex's hands clench and begin scrambling against the smooth surface of the creature's black chitin. Eventually her hands squeeze into fists, beating against the creature's thighs in vain.

After a few minutes, her hands fall to the ground, limp, motionless. Fountains of thick white slime gush from between the creature's leg as Alex's head begins to bob again. Eventually the creature pulls free, stepping back and allowing Alex to be fully visible again. The front of her blouse is caked in slime, the same fluid dripping from her mouth as it hangs open. Her face is completely blank as she sits motionless in a near catatonic state.

A second Beta-class specimen crawls into view. Hunched over on all fours, it cautiously makes its way to Alex's side. The newcomer is identical to the first Beta-class specimen except her figure is more slender, her exposed human features distinctly feminine and eerily close to those of Dr Nora Ashmore. The female Beta reaches out, gently touching Alex's chin to tilt her head up. Alex slowly moves her mouth and lips, as if she is struggling to plead. The second Beta smiles a wicked grin, revealing her long fangs in place of her human teeth. She licks her lips as Alex tries to mimic her.

As the women draw closer, the first Beta specimen clasps the rump of Dr Ashmore's shiny black legs and pulls her hips towards his. It's cock unfurls, writhing it's way into her from behind. Dr Ashmore gasps before seizing Alex, pushing her under her all while furiously kissing her open mouth. In no time at all, the female Beta has ripped Alex's blouse open, cast aside her pants and torn her underwear open. She hungrily roams Alex's body, kissing and licking her neck, squeezing and sucking her tits. Her elongated tongue can be seen playing with Alex's nipple in several frames of footage.

Alex lies limp beneath the two Beta specimens, weakly gyrating against the female while the male repeatedly climaxes in both of the women. At first it seems as though the creature is alternating between them. But when Dr Ashmore pulls herself free, her exposed belly swollen and distended, a secondary penis can be seen vibrating in Dr Dios's exposed vagina. Throwing an arm over the Beta specimen's shoulder, Dr Dio pulls herself up just enough to expose her back to the eagerly awaiting Alpha-class specimen that is entering the corridor.

Alex appears to cry out "Do it" as she orgasms.

The Alpha-class specimen leaps onto her, rapidly fusing with her spine as its tendrils rapidly cast aside the tattered remains of her clothing before plunging into her. As she writhes and transforms, Dr Ashmore and Beta-0001 both appear to look directly into the camera and smile.

* * *

CCTV LOG Specimen Containment - 1150 hours, 03/27/2049

Dr Alex Dio enters the area. She moves to check out Alpha-class specimen 0002 when the creature suddenly leaps forward, knocking the hatch to its containment Unit wide open. Dr Dio shrieks and stumbles backwards as the creature rushes toward her. She reaches for the emergency override but misses as she trips and falls.

The creature pounces as Dr Dio rolls onto her back. The creature's tendrils whip around her arms as she tries to hold it off. It's flailing legs snag on her coat as it tries to pull itself onto her. She appears to keep her mouth clamped shut, straining not to scream as one of its tendrils slithers around and against her lips. For a moment, it appears to penetrate her lips, a thick dribble of white fluid dripping from the corner of her mouth before she brings her knees up to push the creature away, dislodging it's tentacle from her mouth.

At that moment, Dr Carlisle enters the room in a hurry and dives for a weapon in the security locker by the door. The two women scream continuously as Dr Carlisle races to load, cock and fire the standard-issue service pistol. Several bullets tear into the Alpha-class specimen, its black-blue ichor spattering across the floor as it spasms and collapses in a heap.

Dr Carlisle carefully approaches Dr Dio and helps her up, seeming to ask if she had any contact with the creature, if it got anything on her. Dr Dio shakes her head and seems to be trying to keep the spatter of white slime on her coat out of sight. When Dr Carlisle notices, she tries to force Dr Dio buy is pushed aside. Dr Dio makes a break for the door, closing it behind her. Dr Carlisle fires two more shots that go wide, pinging off the outside corridor as the door shuts.

Dr Carlisle moves to start punching her authorisation code in a keypad by the door. The door slowly opens as lighting dims to the red hue of the emergency lights. Carlisle races to the outside corridor. Several seconds later, there are two flashes of gunfire. Then nothing.

* * *

DR S. CARLISLE Internal Email to N. Ashmore - 2110 hours, 03/23/2049

"Nora,

Thank you for voicing your concern about the integrity of project Scryer Ascendant. Forgive the formal acknowledgement of an otherwise casual conversation, but given the severity of its potential outcomes, you realise I do need to put this in writing.

As such, in response to the noted unusual behaviours and the noted increase in personal email usage, I have arranged unrestricted temporary access to the internal Intranet and outgoing communications.

If one of the team is breaching their NDA or engaging in unauthorised activity, there's no one more capable of getting to the bottom of it.

Happy hunting,

Sydney"

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DR N. ASHMORE Internal Email to S. Carlisle - 2143 hours, 03/26/2049

"Heya Syd,

So the more I've looked into it, I think you're more right to have your suspicions than you realise.

It's not Jaime or Alex. Something is up with both of them.

Looks like Jaime is about to turn in her resignation and that coincides with a massive deposit to a bank account she's accessing. There's also a lengthy email trail between her and an off-site address discussing our guests.

Something is up with Alex too. A ton of emails between her and a private Head Office file. My gut says HR. She's been talking to Jaime a lot the last few days... I'd wager it's a bullying allegation?"

"Cheers Nora.

At least someone has my back. Don't worry about Jaime and Alex. Nothing we can't handle.

Maybe take tomorrow off? Seems it might be an eventful day in the labs.

Thanks,

Syd."

* * *

CCTV LOG N. Ashmore, Personal Quarters - 1150 hours, 03/27/2049

Camera shows Nora showering in the cubicle located in her bathroom. On the periphery of the camera, something can be seen moving across the ceiling. Nora is lathered in soap, her eyes held firmly shut as she fails to notice the limbs and tentacles scuttling across the ceiling above her.

As she begins lathering her hair with shampoo, the shape can be seen crawling down the wall of the shower. The thin insect-like legs, shiny black body and mass of writhing black tentacles leaves no room for doubt this is an Alpha-class specimen. Free of its containment, creature is drawn to the warmth of the shower and the even warmer body within. It's tentacles wiggle with greater vigour as it draws closer, it's legs raised like a spider ready to pounce.

Nora turns to face the creature pounces, opening her eyes and appearing to scream as it leaps forwards. Recoiling, she slips as the creature springs towards her. Her shoulder strikes the glass of the shower cubicle, causing it to fracture as she collapses. As she falls, the creature's tendrils whip around her outstretched arms. Writhing on the floor of the shower, she struggles as the creature pulls itself close to her body. She appears to scream several times before the creature spews a torrent of white slime over her mouth and chest. She sputters and coughs, shuddering as her arms begin to slacken.

One by one, the creature's tendrils begin to punch their way into her orifices, its legs sliding into the flesh above her ribs and on her limbs. Her body begins to shiver as it is wracked by intense sensations. Her hips quiver as they begin to slowly gyrate against the tentacle pulsating inside her vagina. For several minutes, she lies in the shower, squirming in the creature's grip as it begins visibly fusing to her. Her eyes begin to roll as its carapace begins extending across her arms, legs and back. With a final, twitching kick, she appears to orgasm and pass out, thick streams of slime dripping from her mouth and vagina as the creature continues to fuse with her. The lights and footage flicker before the power goes out.

When the feed resumes, the room is lit by the dim, red glow of the emergency light. The shower is still running, but the cubicle is empty. It's glass walls are shattered, exploded outwards as if something massive inside had broken free.

* * *

DR A. DIO Internal Report to <redacted> - 2000 hours, 03/23/2049

I have now collected sufficient data on the fluids produced by the Beta-class specimen. As part of the Bravo imperative, this information has not been disclosed to the group as a wider whole.

There are several irregularities in the creature's saliva and ejaculate that I am researching further. Initial analysis indicates the presence of chemicals commonly found in over the counter aphrodisiacs, albeit with far greater concentration for tremendous doses. It has been easy to mislabel this as a paralytic as there are sedatives occurring within this mixture as well. My hypothesis is that the Beta-class specimen induces a state of euphoric paralysis to not only increase the likelihood of an Alpha-class specimen bonding to a subject. It makes them more receptive, maybe even complicit in the subsequent transformation by associating the process with a dizzying erotic high.

There is a third component to the chemical that seems to be a sort of biological adapter. A microcellular compound that bonds to the recipient's DNA. Placing foreign genetic material near the chemical seems to have a magnetic effect on the chemical, as it is drawn to the foreign cells and rapidly attaches to them. Without providing a larger, more complex sample, I cannot yet confirm if this triggers initial stages of mutation in a potential Beta-class specimen or if it simply serves as the medium that allows an Alpha-Class specimen to bond with its host without any risk of rejection.

Request permission to assess potential specimens for further testing to verify this theory.

* * *

DR A. DIO Final Entry, Internal Report to <redacted> - 1512 hours, 03/27/2049

As instructed, final assessment has been performed. Subject response to Alpha-class specimen has exceeded all expectations in every respect.

Previous notes hypothesised a lack of cognitive function retained in Beta-class specimens, but the introduction of Beta-0002 and Beta-0003 has disproved this. Newly created Beta-class specimens do not experience reduced cognitive function or diminished individuality, rather a redistribution of personal preferences. We now know that Beta-class specimens are capable of limited communication, 0001 has simply withheld this until now.

Anticipating we will have Beta-0003 any moment now. While this will mean my personal target is achieved, I will be respectfully declining the opportunity to depart project Scryer Ascendant.

I believe I can do far greater things by remaining here.

* * *

CCTV LOG, Specimen Containment - 1145 hours, 03/27/2024

Dr Carlisle can be seen entering the containment lab. She frowns, appearing perplexed that two of the Alpha-class Specimens and Beta-0001 are checked out. Looking over her shoulder she adjusts the temperature control, lowering the room to 30 degrees.

Shivering, she carefully approaches Alpha-class specimen 0002, enters her authorisation and pulls the containment unit free. Satisfied that the Alpha-class specimen is completely inert, she fiddles with the latch on the containment unit and pushes it back into the storage area.

She takes a deep breath, grimaces and proceeds to attempt calling someone on her phone. As she exits the containment room, she adjusts the temperature to 60 degrees.

* * *

DR N. ASHMORE Personal Email to <private> - 2200 hours, 03/23/2049

Personal Email to encrypted offsite user

I can't believe it, you were right, Syd's more gullible than even I thought possible.

I've got full run of communications. It's a lot. I can get you so much more than we initially discussed. We're talking videos. Procedures. Dirt. Enough dirt to bury the Science Division and everyone here.

And I know just where to start. I've attached a free sample. You'll see what I can offer, but I'm going to need you to up the initial deposit and be ready to pay her accordingly.

Yours,

Attached is a url link to an adult entertainment site that opens to a library of videos for a performer titled 'Jazz'.

* * *

UNKNOWN SENDER External Email to J Saunders - 2300 hours, 03/24/2049

"Greetings Dr Saunders,

Or do you prefer "Jazzy"? Don't be shy, you never used to be.

It's been a while since your last appearance and we're very interested in bringing you out of retirement. We figure you won't mind mixing business and pleasure one last time. After all, this is how you paid off your student loans, isn't it?

Do not delete this email. Do not ignore it and if you mention it to Dr Carlisle or the others, we will know.

Refuse us in any way and the entire science division will receive a collection of your greatest hits. We've attached a preview for you to review, it's understandable why you never released some of these but we'll gladly remedy that if you aren't interested in recording some new material.

Don't keep us waiting.

There is a near immediate reply from Dr J. Saunders.

"Alright... you make a compelling argument. What's the scene?"

Another swift reply from unknown address

"You have a very unusual guest.

We'd like to see you entertain him.

Dr J. Saunders replies half an hour later

"Do you have any idea what you're asking? Besides getting an audience with him, there are risks. Unknowns. There is no precedent for such a thing."

An immediate reply

"We've accessed the work you've done with Dr Dio. It's promising. Take a few days to prepare, keep it safe, make some history and you'll be more than adequately compensated.

Boldly go where no woman has gone before and you can retire the next day. We've already deposited a 50% down payment to your personal account. You'll get the remaining 50% once we receive the video and an ongoing 2.2% royalty once it's live.

You can retire as the most high paid anonymous performer in recent history. The alternative is far less discreet.

You have 2 days,

X."

Dr Saunders replies minutes later. Metadata shows her personal bank accounts was briefly logged into and viewed prior to writing her email.

"Duly noted"

* * *

DR A. DIO Internal Report to <redacted> - 1800 hours, 03/25/2049

"Staff Update.

Dr Carlisle's suspicions are completely misplaced. She believes Dr J. Saunders is leaking information to an external informant. However closer review of internal communications shows that Dr N. Ashmore is liaising with a third party to blackmail Dr Saunders into initiating a close encounter with Beta-0001. Normally, I would intervene, but I do not need to elaborate that allowing this to play out would allow us to indirectly proceed with the Bravo Imperative.

Dr Ashmore however will require a more direct approach. This security breach should be neutralised urgently to keep the project contained. Recommending her for exposure to Alpha-class specimen per my earlier request for additional Beta-specimens."

Reply received six hours later

"Att: Dr A Dio

You have greenlight. Proceed at your own discretion."

* * *

CCTV LOG Specimen Containment - 1207 hours, 03/27/2049

Motion detected in Specimen containment, prompting a brief recording.

A slender, Beta-class specimen crawls across the floor. It seems to sniff out the ichor and corpse of an Alpha-class specimen. It hisses and recoils before darting towards the containment units. Facial detection software indicates Dr Nora Ashmore is present in the room.

As the Beta-class specimen approaches the containment blocks, it rears up onto its back legs, exposing a naked female chest and waist along with the sharp chin and lips of Dr Ashmore. Its pale skin is criss-crossed with dark veins that seem to spread as she breathes heavily. She smiles as she looks directly at the camera before turning to the containment unit. Her clawed hand slowly taps at the keypad.

The hatch on Alpha-class specimen 0004 pips open. It crawls forward, slopping out of its glass cage, the only specimen remaining in the room. All the other units are empty. The Beta-class specimen that looks like Nora smiles and moans as she strokes the creature, it's spindly body nuzzling against her before it scampers away out of the room. Dr Ashmore drops to all fours and bounds after it.

* * *

CCTV LOG Corridor 5, Specimen Containment Access - 1156 hours, 03/27/2049

Dr Sydney Carlisle can be seen running from the Specimen containment room. Something at a T-junction in the corridor startles her. She raises the pistol she carries, aiming to her left and fires two shots before the gun appears to be empty. Dr Carlisle pats her pockets and appears to realise she has no amount to reload. She screams as Beta-0001 comes into view from the T-junction. She throws her pistol at it and tries to run.

Completely unphased, the creature lunges forward, seizing her by the ankle and dragging her towards it. Dr Carlisle screams, punching and kicking as the creature slowly straddles her, pinning her arms to the ground.

2 more Beta-class specimens slink into focus. Both are slender, more angular than Beta-0001. Their exposed human features are distinctly feminine, their breasts swaying beneath them as they move. Both have deathly pale skin, one possesses vestiges of short blonde hair, the other long, curly and auburn. They both move to either side of Dr Carlisle and Beta-0001. Facial recognition indicated Dr N Ashmore and Dr J Saunders are now in the corridor with Dr Carlisle and Beta-0001.

They appear to whisper to her, their hips gyrating against the floor as they stroke and lick her face. Slowly, they tug at her white coat as Beta-0001 leans down to nuzzle at her neck. The auburn haired Beta-class specimen with a mouth like Jamie's, leans back to sit on her knees. She appears to be boasting, crowing triumphantly as she strokes her belly. It seems to squirm in response, enlarging slightly as its darkened veins seem to pulsate. Dr Carlisle appears horrified. Her lips seem to say "No, God, Jamie no!" before Beta-0001 leans down to kiss her long and hard on the lips.

This is interrupted when the blonde-haired specimen rears up and hisses. Her nostrils flare as she turns towards the Specimen containment room. Beta-0001 releases Dr Carlisle suddenly, trails of slime dripping from its maw as it turns to face the containment room. The Jaime Beta clutches her head and shrieks as though she were grieving.

While they are distracted, Dr Carlisle wriggles out from beneath Beta-0001 and makes a run for it. Her lips trembling as she coughs up thick globs of slime. Jaime Beta notices and shrieks as she leaps to her feet. Beta-0001 stands on the spot, snarling and roaring.

Eventually, an Alpha-class specimen scuttles past, followed by the Nora Beta. Beta-0001 tilts it's head as if asking a question. Nora shares her head before nuzzling against Beta-0001's domed forehead. Her right claw trails down his chest until it reaches the base of his shaft. Beta-0001 responds by hitching her left leg up as he presses her against the wall. His cocks immediately thrust into her and Nora begins nodding enthusiastically as he slams in and out of her. Periodically the two exchange sloppy kisses as Beta-0001's cocks pump her full of inhuman cum.

After forty minutes of this, he releases her, his cocks sliding free with a messy splatter. Nora's mouth trembles. She clutches her stomach and smiles a broad toothy grin as it begins to wriggle and swell. Beta-0001 sprints down the corridor. Nora remains stroking her belly before gracefully sauntering after him.

* * *

DR A. DIO Internal Report to <redacted> - 1100 hours, 03/26/2049

Upon further calculation, I have a detailed proposal for Bravo imperative. At risk of internal controversy, Dr Nora Ashmore is our prime candidate. Per my previous correspondence, I believe it is best to "two birds, one stone" our issue.

I understand that her previous affiliation with Dr Carlisle presents ethical challenges that Dr Carlisle will be reluctant to accept. However if the matter is a tragic accident, I believe we can persuade her Dr Ashmore's selfless dedication would want her misfortune to serve the greater good. I will obtain what I need and ensure Dr Ashmore is not disturbed while they become acquainted. I will need temporary security overrides so that I can scrub the record, otherwise Dr Carlisle will be able to follow the logs.

Should a back-up be required, Dr Saunders seems to be eager to conduct a more personal examination of Beta-0001. I believe she is intending to proceed with Dr Ashmore's aforementioned proposal. I will not intervene unless instructed to, as I believe there is scientific merit for us, even if that isn't her motivation.

* * *

DR J. SAUNDERS Email to <Unknown User> - 0730 hours, 03/27/2049

"Alright.

You'll have my 'research' after midday, when I see you've made good on your end. You can talk a big game, but I'm the one doing the work. You'll get a preview. But if you want the whole thing, I get what I'm owed. Then we're square."

Immediate reply

"Of course Jazzy. A deal is a deal, you have our word.

Enjoy the ride.

X."

* * *

DR N. ASHMORE Personal Email to <redacted> - 0800 hours, 03/27/2049

"Dr Saunders will be conducting her study later today. I will be making arrangements to ensure that what transpires is handled with the upmost discretion, as far as Dr Carlisle or Dr Dio will know, her personal aspirations will be met with terrible misfortune.

We will then have a prime opportunity for further study of the Beta-class specimen. Science Division will want it transported off-site and your associates can move to acquire while the asset in transit.

You get a return on your investment in days rather than years. When you need a head of research for your project, you have my contacts. You'd do well to consider what I'm capable of if we make it official.

Reply received an hour later

"Promises Doctor.

Once we have more than promises, we'll talk."

* * *

CCTV LOG Corridor 19 - 1750 hours, 03/27/2049

Three female Beta-class specimens are slamming against and scratching the door to Dr Carlisle's quarters. They appear to howl and moan, periodically exchanging physical affection as they appear to call out to whoever is locked inside the room.

One of the females is heavily pregnant, her stomach bulging as she steps back and drops into a squat. The slimmest of the three females seems to hold a handheld device as she moves to support her pregnant peer. The two women relax as a large egg is slowly laid in a puddle of slime beneath the pregnant specimen.

The third continues to beat her fists on the door to Dr Carlisle's quarters. Facial recognition indicates that Dr Ashmore, Saunders and Dio are all present in the corridor.

The third female screeches as her own belly continues to distend while the slim hybrid moves of screen. Shadows suggest that Beta-0001 is present and copulating with the slim specimen of screen. The one that laid its egg rises to her feet with a triumphant shriek. Her belly slender and taut as though she hadn't just passed an egg the size of a basketball.

The door can be seen opening as Dr Carlisle stumbles out, clutching and pulling at her clothes as her body begins to convulse. She relaxes into the embrace of the two female hybrids on screen. Facial recognition indicates that Dr Saunders and Dr Ashmore are present. The two of them caress and kiss Dr Carlisle, seemingly whispering assurances as they begin lathering her in their saliva.

Footage begins flickering as base power begins to fluctuate.

The last clear image shows a naked Dr Carlisle being carried away by the two female specimens.

* * *

DR A. DIO Personal Memo - 1433 hours, 03/27/2049

SO. GOOD.

WOULD NOT. BELIEVE. GOOD. SO GOOD. I SEE. I SEE CLEAR NOW. WE ARE. WILL BE. SO GOOD. NORA. JAIME. SO GOOD. FEEL THEM. FEEL HIM. SCRATCHING IN MY BRAIN. NOT BAD. GOOD. SO GOOD.

EVERYONE. SHOULD FEEL GOOD.

IM MATE. MATE NOW. HIS MATE. ALL OF US. BIRTH. SO MUCH BIRTH. SOON.

- there are several screenshots attached of Dr Alex Dio appearing to take self portraits as the Alpha-class specimen fuses itself to her body.

- a shaky video is attached, a loud huffing, panting growl can be heard as claws can be seen grappling with the camera.

"Loooook... Loooooooook. Ussss. So... goooood." Rasps Dr Dio as the camera is turned to face her. Her human mouth twists into a wide, gaping smile that shows off her freshly sprouted fangs. Her long tongue lolls from the side of her mouth, dripping with spit as she pans the camera up and down her altered body.

"Sooo... good..." she moans, Tracing her free hand over her mons, a shrill chirp comes from her as she runs her hand up over her belly.

"Joinnnn... show why. Join. Coooome... joinnnn..." she croons as the camera cuts out.

* * *

DR A. DIO Personal Recording- 1752 hours, 03/27/2049

The camera shudders into operation as scrambling claws struggle to point it at a second female Beta-class specimen. Alex purrs as she kisses and nips at the other female.

"Jaaaaime. So... goooddd..." she huffs as the other female nuzzles her and growls softly. Her pale belly is swollen and distended as her vagina begins to spread open with a wet slurp. She rasps as Alex begins affectionately stroking her belly.

Slowly, a large, fleshy blue pod begins to slide free from Jaime's vagina. Thick trails of purple slime cascade around the egg, providing a thick slimy cushion for the Pod to land in.

Alex is making inhuman snarls and grunts as she hungrily stares at the pod. Behind her, Beta-0001 moves into focus, its claws clasp the exposed inner thighs of Alex's legs. She quivers and orgasms briefly.

"Mmmm my. My turn. MY! TURNNNN!" She howls as Beta-0001 clearly plunges into her from behind. She shrieks and drops the camera, leaving it pointed up at them from where it landed. For forty eight minutes, Beta-0001 vigorously pounds at her, its cocks constantly undulating as it fills the wailing, thrashing Alex creature. Eventually it pullsfree with a wet slap and gently lays her on the ground.

Alex stares into the camera, puffing and mumbling as her body heaves with each ragged breath.

"Good. So good. Mate. I'm mate. Join us... joinnn ussss..." she purrs as she groggily reaches for the camera, smiling blissfully before the camera ceases recording.

DR J. SAUNDERS Mobile upload - 2300 hours, 03/27/2049

Found. Everything I can. Sharing. Like we share. Not afraid any more. Want to be seen. Want you all see.

Watch me. Enjoy me. Watch us all. See us. Real us. Who we meant to be.

Pleasure.

Join us. Do more than watch. Join us.

Attached are the video logs you have been viewing and the video Jaime 'Jazzy' Saunders attempted to make when the incident occurred. There is also 786 photos and clips in a public cloud storage folder. Each image showing the women in varying states of ecstasy as they lay their eggs, make out with one another and observe Carlisle's transformation. Almost half the images are graphic close-ups of the womenas they take turns being impregnated by Beta-0001, all taken by Alex's mobile.

As well as your email, this has been sent to every address in the company email. It went live on the internet moments before. Every adult site Jaime was ever published on.

Now everyone knows what's happening down there, what they're offering...

So. Will you?

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