#the dehumanization is so bad that i'm gonna add this tag for safety

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To whom it may concern,

I am a member of an organization that operates as a toolbox for federal agencies. A laboratory, in a way. Naturally, I cannot give details or even the name of my organization. But we believe that we have a great deal to offer, and that by working together, our groups can do a lot of good.

As proof of what we can do, I’ve attached videos and records showing the progress we’ve made with a notorious menace to the community. This progress was made not in one year, or one month, or one week. This was all accomplished within 12 hours.

If the proof of our work interests you, I can be reached at sutcliffesolutions@mail.com or (212) 747-5315.

Looking forward to correspondence,

L. Bonin

Video attachment 1:

A row of six men, down on their knees, blindfolds wrapped around their heads. The first is petite, but resting on his heels with confidence. To his right is a burly man who is quaking. Next, a lithe, muscular man littered in burn scars, with frizzy bleached hair. Each man seems unsteady and nervous about their captivity, heads tipped to listen.

There is no audio but they are each clearly asked the same question. The first kneeling man is executed for his clearly snarky answer. The second is more cooperative, it seems, but shot in the head too.

The third looks angry. Afraid. Shoulders squared with pride that seems to be fading rapidly with each bright flash of the gun. The barrel is pressed to his head, and his lips part to let out a single word. He is the first to be spared.

Video attachment 2:

The body littered by burn scars is shivering. Twitching. Forced down with his face mashed into the floor, arms forced behind his back, wrists circled in twisted chains. A hand is pressed between his shoulder blades to keep him down as a brand is pressed to his upper arm. Again there is no audio, but the sizzle and screaming are as clear as the smoke rising from the forming burn.

After the branding is done, the hand leaves his back. Trails fingertips down his spine, over a bent leg. The prisoner doesn’t jerk away from it, and doesn’t try to twist away from the heated metal that lingers by his shoulder.

Intake form:

Birth name: Miles [No last name] Nickname: Major Height: 5’7” Weight: 225 lbs  Hair color: Brown (bleached white) IQ: 80 (Note: slow processing and limited reasoning skills, explain instructions clearly) Demeanor: Violent, antisocial, sadistic, restless Identifying marks: Burn scars across hands, arms, chest, back. Tattoos partially visible along edges of scarring. Notes: This fucker killed two of ours and broke my nose on the way in. Turns out he calls himself Major, so he’s the one that kills cops and feds when they get close. Was expecting a hell of a turnaround time on him, but something must’ve clicked during the initial thinning out. Trauma with gunshots? Blindfolds? He seems pissed off about obeying, but he’s learning fast anyway.

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