Subject
3: Wished for Nothingness
What can I say about this subject?
Since I can group several subjects into this document, I’ll do so to save time,
both yours and mine. We recruited several people who were depressed and dissatisfied
with life. You’d think they would do the same things that Blair did, but a lot
of them just slept while a couple of them tried to kill themselves. The ones
that tried to kill themselves managed to trick their body into thinking it was
dead and this resulted in permanent brain damage. The subjects don’t remember
anything they went through, but we have to make a complicated explanation as to
how they ended up like this in our hands. Right now, we have a team making up
stories, so I’m just writing this down to pass the time and document what
little we got.
The people who just slept were asleep
for the entire time they were given. That’s it. Nothing else happened. I know
being tired every day, all day makes you want to sleep forever, but come on!
You’re being paid to do something fun with what are essentially godlike abilities,
so why didn’t they take advantage of that? My theory is that they just wanted
to die or rest forever. These people have a history of suicide attempts and
self-harm, so the theory that we have right now is that they just wanted an
easy way to end their life. Even with a simulation where they could do anything
they wanted, they wanted nothing, but the end of their existence and people
wonder why I hate it when people play god.
Since that’s all I really have to
talk about, here’s more about my sister and me or rather just her with me
sprinkled in. You all probably don’t know a lot about her because she keeps to
herself on this project and her future plans for it. This is probably because
she’s the CEO of the company. She doesn’t care much for anyone outside of her
family. It’s why I can make her so mad at me and never get fired while everyone
else has three or so strikes depending on who you are and what you did. I can expose
every part of her life that I know and nothing with happen to me.
For example; she used to use her
status as my older sister to get away with things, she used to drink a lot and
have me drag her back home, she used to have a collection of porn before I discovered
it, she used to send pictures to boys of herself barely clothed or naked, and when
we’ve had our sibling scuffles, I always won. In fact, whenever we fought, I always
won. She was always smarter and achieved more than I could and probably will
achieve more than me, but she can never beat me in a game or challenge. This is
something that bothers her the most.
I don’t know why this is. Mom and
dad always told me to be like her. She’s had more friends that I. She has more
fame and fortune than I could ever accrue. In the end, she’s probably going to
do more for the world than I ever could. All I do is document things and stick
by her side as I always have. It’s like we’re attached to each other by the soul.
Wherever she went, I did as well.
She may seem distant and cold, but
she cares for others and me. She just can’t express it outside of her actions.
You know all the different things our company does to help people. You know how
we’ve helped so many lives with what we’ve created. Sure, some of our methods
may be questionable, but we’ve never seriously hurt or killed anyone.
Here are a few things she did for
me. Back in grade school, I got into a fight with a few people and got beat.
She came out of nowhere and helped me by fighting the bullies with the help of
her friends.
I told her, “Thanks, sis.”
She responded with a simple, “Yeah.
Don’t mention it.”
There was another time when we were
hiking, and we had a bad fall. I could barely walk, so she carried me all the
way to safety even though she could barely carry me. The last thing I vividly
remember her doing for me was the time we spent together on the beach after my
first break up. This was during summer vacation, and after my partner broke up
with me, we just sat on the beach together in each other’s arms.
I’m sorry if I made my sister look
bad in any way in my notes. I wouldn’t dream of saying anything that’s meant to
hurt her. Whatever I say is just to poke fun at her and to point out the different
things she does for her benefit. I hope she sees that.
Anyway, uh…so those experiments we
conducted speak for themselves. Nothing else to report.
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