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 Experiment 1 of 1 


The creation of a Nightmare of the Human Consciousness 

PHASE 1

Done by (The Organization) experiment report conducted and soon to be published to the rest of the world 
We would right away if we could but we believe that the entire world isn't ready for what he \
Has brought into existence to its beautiful lands

He has succeeded in the creation of the devil, what manifested in the lab is nothing we have ever
laid eyes upon, 

PHASE 2

It isn't much on the process itself he had no regards for procedure he was like a God atwork
God himself and his art, that is what i witnessed that day
It is not alive yet, i don't think such a thing can ever be labelled as a living creature \
It has eyes and yet they are not of any beast that ever tread on this world, The were filled with 
High concentrated red, like a beam seen from space, they had the power (So we called it) to reach into someone's soul 
I felt the very core of that resides in me quiver that evening. 

PHASE 3

I started asking questions, and from the look of things, the way they looked at me, I mean, I made enemies 
I wanted to know, Why was there ever a need to create such a monster, to bring upon this land something 
That can alter one's consciousness with nothing but a gaze... But then i realized the reason, it was so simple 
It is because, now listen to this, one of them thought about it. 
The third phase had just begun and, the revealing of the Frankenstein of beasts, Humanity's greatest regret, I called it.

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