The director of the CIA re-reads the Vangard Report that started it all. As he reads, he reads the analysis on public response, and public framing. After all, a official task force must have look in depth into how to frame this. Sure, the document has spread around the CIA by this point, but he like to re-read it. Thou... some concerns have arrived regarding the task force, as they learned the Report got on there desks via a masterful hack, and not official channels... but they are committed, and the crimes, victims, and evidence is very real. Besides... he only learned about that 3 days ago, long after the raid went down. There is still alot much unknown about Vangard, but the Evotorium is priority, with even more unknowns. Thou... he feels... very impressed at how well they pretended to be a US secret investigation... everyone was convinced until deeper analysis began to get results. Whoever the hacker or hackers that did this, are immensely skilled.
Soon, the CIA's public broadcast starts, as watchers across america, and beyond turn up. As they also have it livestreamed online, public. As the CIA logo spins in the center, with a timer. It reaches 0. As a... unusual set is shown. A man with a despondent look, sitting in a chair of a comfortably lit room. This... is not sterile at all. The man speaks, calmly "Hello. My name is Owen Shaw, one of the higher level informants of the humanitarian aid for the raided Evotorium facility, and over the last few days... trained for this broadcast. Before we start anything, i will give the warnings. This broadcast is has been rated for those over the age of 20 ideally. Tramatic, and Horrific content will be shown in this broadcast. You may ask my qualifications for this broadcast. I have a degree in pycology, and have several licences for trama care. I spend the last 2 weeks, and 3 days working, and talking with various aid orgnizations in private, as they provided resoruces, and helped with the aid we needed. Along with that, was the man responsible for making sure the higher level planners knew the phycological, or socal costs, and kept... the victims in mind at all times for the rescue, and care work. I was not the only such individual, but i was one key one, and helped in a few major issues. Now... for those who wish not to see these horrors, or to hear them offhand to lower tramatic impact. Feel free to leave... i will give you a momment." He quites... as a few seconds pass. Then says "Ok... well... lets start with how we learned of the Evotorium."
Shaw nods, as he says "Well... the CIA recived knowledge of the Evotorium suddenly, and only to the top brass. This came via a hidden invesitgation named Vangard, giving us what has been called the Vangard File, or Vangard Report internally. Vangard is still... as we speak, covert. As such, we can't revial what they have not told us. But they have told us too much data to deny. Acording to there report, there investigations began with something as simple as statistics. They were following a odd pattern of kidnappings. 8 pepole a month in the state of california, every month... according to data, for at least 18 years, perhaps more. They cross referenced... 4 in Utah, 8 in oregon... and so on. All kidnappings the same basic structure... pepole are kidnapped by gangs, that don't seem to care to kill, or steal. Just kidnap, and they only target healthy pepole over the age of 8, with a... utterly unusual diversity profile. Effectively, in simple terms. Evendence said someone was organizing large scale kidnappings across the United States... and only cared about getting the people. Worse... they have been doing it for potentally decades. Data is still coming in, and as we learn more, more will be known. So lets move on."
He pauses for a few seconds, then explains "Acording to the Vangard Report, after this kickstarted there suspission, they began to look into more details. Interviews with crime bosses, gang members, and more were the first target... all they got was one thing. Fear. Every single one they talked to had considered whoever hired for these kidnapings a threat worse then prision, worse then anything. As soon, they confermed such, as more pushing resulted... in the disaperances, and deaths of those interviewed. Even maxium secerity inmates, or those under witness protection. As soon... investigators themselves got targeted. This... was when, and why Vangard went dark. Entire teams disappeared... and this... was in the 1990s." He pauses for a long period.
Then says "We don't know fully what occured after... that is what they told us. But they gave us deeply formated data in the Vanguard file, going across years. Data on supply routes, trafficing movements, thousands of connected names, and evedence of there connections. Even a single informant they managed to get on the inside... who disappeared within a week. But... did provide... horrifying data in that single week. But... when it reached the CIA's hands... it simply showed horrors... pictures of horrors combined with immense logistics data of various kinds... showing over 1000 smaller routes across the united states with only there look, and many more beyond. With them focusing on finding... where all the kidnaped individuals go. All this data will be relessed to fellow agencys for verification. But it does not change the fact... that this data gave us a real facility location."
There is a quite, as the screen behind him displays the satalite image of the location. "Due... to the contents... and horrors shown. The CIA acted, and called a raid. The raid... was far larger then expected." It suddenly switches to visuals from the recordings of the battle, from tanks, and air planes of intense battle on the base. Clearly, its the same base seen in the satalite photos. One shows the US military in thick combat gear, while the ones they fight jump 3m or more, with not very thick, non-winter gear. "The... battle... was full of anomolies. Anomolies, that instantly confermed the reports. Before battle, the commanders gave these orders." As a voice clip plays, as real footage of the battle plays out "We don't know what we will find in that facility, but... all we can warn you of is oddites. Its up too you to determine if hostile or not. Oddities are expected." The footage begins to play audio, as it follows the perspective of a US marrien in thick winter gear, following a tank in. As he aims his gun, and uses the tank for cover with others. A loud screach is heard, as a human, in thin clothes runs quickly, as bullets fire, hit it. The man continues moving, animalisticly, as he arrives, the man wressles the animalistic man, but his arm is broken nearly instantly at contact, as a gun... shoots the altered, inhuman soldger in the head, and they die. As the US soldger is draged back for medical.
He says "I guess i better get the cat out of the bag. As many susspect given our refrence to the Evotorium multible times as biotech related. They... well... they are doing human experimentation." There is a quite. "Its... absurd for some of you to hear those words. But its true... somehow, they have technology we don't. Thou... highly specalized in biological modification. I will... now read you one of the internal files they use to catagorize new arriving kidnapped individuals. This... was one of the files there... man on the inside got for us." He grabs a document from the table, in a folder. As on the side of the screen, the written text rolls.
"Product Source: M, 14, David Miller; Production Stage 1:..." As he reads production stage 1, he frowns greater, and greater. Biological dyagrams of the human form are show, showing areas for fat to be moved via something called NS, areas for hormonal shifts to occur, and the end goal of prepairing the body for stage 2, as it lists "Production Stage 1 Status: Complete, 9 days, 11 hours." Under... a image of a man laying in a cell, with a red light covering the padded walls. As he lay, shivering in the photo, with weird sacs on his body. He shivers, hands shaking, as he reads on, Production stage 2... as diagrams of... legs merging, organs shifting are shown, eventually, a diagram of lung shifts, and biological diagrams cloud the screen. He scrolls faster until "Production Stage 2 Status: Complete, 11 days, 2 hours." With a picture... of a literal female mermaid in a tank is show. He reads further, as various inforamtion comes out. Some redacted by black bars. Details of buyers, this costing 280$, them selling this mermaid for 328k. His hands shake... as soon he reads "Stage 3: Unessesary. Buyer will break in." Under that "Goal: Sexual Product with the appearance of a mermaid, incapable of speech, dependency on water to breath." He... closes the document. He is unmoving. Eyes dry... the reading took 42 minutes, as he paused on every diagram, and boringly scrolled thru the document, the very long, inetensely specific, document. He is quite for a long time. As his hands shake. Putting the document down. As he cries slightly, wiping the tears. The photos, the videos... all look real, perfectly real.
He eventually says after a long silence "This case file... is rather old now. By now, David miller is 33, and... well... we have no idea what happened to him after arrival at the buyer. We don't even know who the buyer is. Thou... with the raid on the facility." He smiles with pain "At least... we have files now... and more data, even a few names of some buyers. We will do our best to put them to justice... but... we need to refocus... as i need to clarify. I lied... its not human experementation... its human commodification via... body trannsformation. Transforming the bodys with profesional, and science that we use to call science fiction into... products... for buyers, or weapons... or tools. For the evotorium, and for the evil they sell too." He says "For proof... i reply with this." Thousands of images with faces blurrued out pass by. Inhuman figures, animals in cages, humanoids mixed with things, and pictures taken thru glass of outwrite inhuman things, that don't even resemble most animals, and more chimerias. As he says "These... are photos of victums we found in the facility after the raid." He quites himself down, with conviction in his eyes. As he breaths, trying to calm himself.
He says "Now... some of you will yell that is imposible, even now. I can't stop you. If i can't convince you, if thousands of dollars of humanitarian resources can't convince you its real. Then... live... at the studio... one of the effected... one of the transformed... has agreed for a interview live. To protect her identity... call her Miss X. She was freed in stage one of her... production process." He says the phrase with venom. "Freed in our raid. She has signed a agreement, where her identity shall not be exposed. So she shall be wearing a cloth over her head. Using a microphone that prevents her true voice from leaking thru." A lady enters the room, and her front arms, and legs have pure white fur. She where a cloth over her head, it looks rather bulky. He says "Miss X, may you please tell me what they have done to you."
Miss X responds, using a specific microphone that makes her voice sound garbled, but still understandable. "I... i was taken just 5 months ago. By some random kidnappers. I... it was horrible. I... I found myself moved from place too place for a long time. It... was so... lonely. Some...times they beat me, but there bosses... did not want a scratch on me. I was in a cage all day with others. It... i don't know how much time passed. Until... i entered that... hell. It was a seemingly nicer place at first then... the other cells i was stuck in. A large open hall with many seats, and cells on the side, they allowed us to intermingle, and talk. Thou the food was mush. But once every week or 2, someone would be taken away by doctors, and never seen again. Bad behavior, and standing out simply made you next on there list to take away." She shivers, pulling it. "It... it was..." She is quite. "I spent a long time there. I lost track of the days. It... was a while. But eventually, they picked me. What was I... too... say too a AR15 pointed at me... and tranquillizer darts, on every guard." She is quite. Holding her hands in.
After a quite, she continues "They... took me to a table. Then... injected me something. They... kept calling me Product 128172. Only called me my name to... call me out. After that... nothing" She shivers... deeply, arms close to her body. As she slowly... says "NS they called the substance that... they injected." She is quite. "Once i was injected, they locked me in a small padded cell. The liquid was cold, so... cold. It made my veins look silver, and i could see the silver thru my skin. Then the pain began. It... grew... and... got worse, and worse! It..." She is quite, shivering like a leaf in the wind. "It took 2 weeks, but i could not tell. I... lost track. I grew ram horns, my skin grew fur, and my hair changed to white. That... was... just... my hair fell out, bleeding... it... hurt, and... there was blood everywhere. i was... alone in a padded... cell... red... lights." She is quite. "I... i have no idea how they do it! But they do! Its real.... its... its very real..." She speaks, paniced, shivering. She moves, lifting the upper part of the cloth, and reveals large grey, ram horns. Its quite.
Owen Shaw asks "Can i give them a pull... to prove there real for the audience." She is quite. Holding her arms close. She nods quitely, nervous. He gets up, and walks over slowly. She fidgets as his hands grab on to the horns, in a clearly sensory reaction. He grabs... on... fermly. Too... real. He begins to pull hard, on her head. It visibly pulls her up, as she struggles, shaking. Then she says "S-Stop!..." she yells in a mix of panic. As she shivers. He stops. He nods. "Thanks. Sorry, but its necessary." Its quite, as a few quite momments pass... as she breaths, hyperventilating... calming herself. She eventually says "I... its ok... i can go on." He looks at her concerned, but nods. He asks "Can you describe the transformation in more depth." She nods... quitely. Then begins "The pain... of the transformation... it was slow at first, but it went in spikes of sudden... pain that just... made you want to die." Her voice shivers, her body folds in. "But not I've seen people who went thru all 3 stages, and i only went thru 1... they... i'm not sure how they will even live life." She is quite. "I was lucky the facility was raided, o-only a day before my stage 2 treatment." Miss X shivers deeply. Owen Shaw nods "Thanks for your testimony. You may leave Miss X." He guides her out, with a hand on her shoulder.
As she leaves... he moves, slowly sitting down. "You... may wonder... why? How? Why would anyone do this?" He is quite... he frowns "We don't fully know." A video appears on the side, of a soldger, near death, saying "All hail the great one!" As he bites down, and suicides. "There... guards, soldgers... all suicided... not a single exception. We suspect use indoctrination, and brainwashing... at a level only seen in Nazi Germany before this. None have identities in public databases... none are the ones they kidnap. They don't turn there kidnapped pepole into there guards... we know that for sure. But... science is making progress... while reversal is not yet possible. With more raids... more files... and more data. We could one day... reverse there transformations. Some... can't talk anymore." A image of a shivering falcon in a bird cage in front of a camra. "Some... don't have hands." A image of a man, with a blurred face, and wings instead of arms. "But... science has already proven even the most extreme." A infared picture of a half-spider half-man mostor in a large enclosure, seen thru glass, with night vision. Is seen. Face blurred. A image of a massive... 3m long snake tail, on a woman with snake hair, and a blurred face is seen.
"Even the most extreme transformations... leave the human mind intact. Higher cognition fuctions fine." He turns, as a video of a falcon, walking on a table is seen, with a care worker, as they asks "Can you ansure the problem." As a math test sits in front of them. They move, type on a small keyboard, as they press a button, the keyboard says "21." The woman looks, and nods "Good... your math is still wonderful." As the video ends. "As you can see clearly. They are pepole, transformed pepole. As a offical term, we are using Transformed. Stage 1 is the basics... preperation for stage 2. Grow new hair, replace some hormones, prepair body fat. Stage 2... is the big stuff... all the stuff. With the second NS injection, they transform within 2 weeks into the target body, entirely. Then... after... is stage 3... where the Evotorium may skip it, send you to a buyer as you are. Or... may not... put you thru training, torture, and abuse so severe... you could begin going crazy, acting like a animal... or being monstorous... but not because you are... simply... because... you were forced too by the true monsters. They... are evil. In my personal opinion... they are evil, who works with them are evil... that is all there is too this. They turn pepole into products, try to rip there humanity from there minds, or leave there... buyers... to enjoy that process themselves. Despite the fact that all science, and data says one thing... there minds are still human. Any one can become monstorous... animal... that is what the Evotorium teaches us."
Its quite for a long time. As he moves, and rinks a cold cup of coffee on the table. As he sits quite. Until he says "You may wonder... what is your role? Beyond avoiding being kidnaped. What can you do to help? Simple..." He looks at the camra with focus "Treat them as pepole, demand they are pepole, demand they get all the care they need, because let me tell you the horror does not stop with there bodies, or when the transformation is over. No... it spreads. Every socal worker, every doctor, and vetinarian. Every signtist. Every polition who spends more then 5 minutes reading what happened to these... pepole. How do you comfort a child when they can never look human? How do you tell a child that there mother may not want you becauase you... are no longer human in body? How do you help a woman whos entire job, and life fall apart because she can no longer care for herself? How do you help someone who's own biology makes them discusting to themselves, and others. Stuck in a body you hate? You help... by just trying... just caring... and just working. Working for a better world. Whatever form its pepole take in the end. But... we need help, we need resources, we need to got to war. Because the evotorium is sure as hell not going to stop until we make it stop. They are likely already angry as hell that we ruined there decades of secrecy. They want to make us disapear... this issue disapear... don't you dare let it. Don't you dare... as one day... it could be your child... your lover... your loved one... or you... that disapears, and ends up with a body that would only fit into a sci-fi book." He is quite for a long while. As he says "Anyway... that is all. They are everywhere. They also have alot of spies in some orgnizations, so we are being careful. But, this is too big, the CIA is already sending lots of data to lots of pepole. Good bye, and... i wish us luck in wining this war... this is war for humanity." The program shuts off.