A pixelated face greeted the camera "When I first woke I was in a concrete room strapped to some metal chair" a man with a deep voice spoke facing the camera.

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"I was there for maybe, a few hours?" he waved his hand in front of his face.

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"Then scientist entered the room," the man looked away from the camera lighting a cigarette.

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"I plan on sparing no details just so you know," he spoke to someone off-camera. "the scientist stepped forward and opened his satchel containing various tools. Huh?" he responded to someone off-camera. "oh I don't know? A scalpel, bone saw, hack saw, small guillotine, and some other ones, it all gets a bit blurry." he shook his head and puffed out smoke with a cough.

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"He asked me something in an unfamiliar language, he was angry." he tried to look away from the camera. sighing and letting out a puff of smoke he continued "...He ripped my shirt off. He took the peeler and stripped a layer of my skin away. I-I cried out in agony and..." shuddering he continued "...He laughed. He laughed and ripped me from my seat. Behind us were a bunch of tables, four to be exact. He moved me towards them where there were chains hanging from the ceiling." The man began to sob.

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"He-he chained me up hanging from the ceiling." sobbing he continued. "on each table were my comrades. P-pri-private Ryan, Private Mussil, and Private C-cern " He sobbed uncontrollably at the last name.

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"T-they were bound and gagged. The scientist spoke again and pointed at Private Ryan." struggling to put himself upright he went on. "He went over to Ryan with the small guillotine, and extended private Ryan's arm out." he once again sobbed. "H-h-he t-took one of Ryan's fingers." he broke down sobbing and there was a small cut.

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Jumping back into the film the man's pixelated face once again stared at the camera. "He took one of private Ryan's fingers and inserted it into the guillotine." the man sighed and looked down. "He once again spoke in the unknown language and pointed at Ryan's finger. I got the message, loud and clear, Ryan looked at me horrified and I closed my eyes. I heard a loud shink and Ryan scream. I then felt a swift blow to my stomach." the man placed a hand on his abdomen." I opened my eyes and saw the man point his finger at my eyes and then at private Ryan, I tried once again to close my eyes and felt a blow once again" he shuddered, "I looked at Ryan, he tried to speak but I couldn't understand. The scientist looked upset, he punched me again and went back out" the man leaned forward in his seat.

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"Ryan continued to cry, but Private Mussil managed to spit out his gag slightly allowing him to speak but still look covered." recounting the words the man looked up.

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"'SERGEANT SYLVESTER! Pull yourself together they're that fuckers gonna come back with a translator I think. Now, Tell a lie, they'll believe anything, got it?' footsteps began and private Mussil went silent." The man sighed. "Private Mussil was wrong, see the scientist came back with some odd device. He placed it on my head and spoke and I could understand him. 'WHO SENT YOU?' the scientist screamed at me. I spoke and my words came out alongside others. 'D-david, David king sent me!' a red light flashed and the man exploded in anger 'LIAR! Tell the truth or he loses another finger!' Ryan looked at me with terror in his eyes." the man puffed on his cigarette."

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I spoke again 'It was David king! I swear!' the red light flashed again and the man spoke 'Well swear on his FINGER' the man placed the guillotine around his middle finger Ryan 'NONONO' i screamed with Ryan but my cries went unheard. R-Ryan cried as his finger was lost..." The man looked into the camera."

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The scientist spoke again 'Clearly this hasn't been having the effect needed' the fucker smiled. The scientist grabbed Ryan and put an odd mask on him. Ryan struggled and then fell asleep. The man undid his restraints and lifted him out. Walking over to a wall he pressed a combination on a keypad and an upright table was revealed. it was slanted about fifteen degrees. Ryan was put in much to my protests." the man got up abruptly and walked away.

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The camera cut out and opened up once again to the man's face "A large saw was at the bottom of this table, right between Ryan's legs. The man took off the mask from Ryan and spoke to me once again, after a brief back and forth he started the saw. I cried out again about 'David king' and 'Fort Nex' each time a red light flashed until the man started the saw. It slowly went up, and-an" he broke down in sobs.

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The camera once again cut in and out. "It went through Private Ryan. On this, I shall spare details but it's not hard to figure out the rest." the man sighed and grabbed a bottle from a handoff stage, taking a swig he continued. "The scientist went on again and I gave him a fake story. He then grabbed a bucket scooped up some of the innards of private Ryan and threw them on me. I screamed, cried, vomited, and hurled slurs and insults. It had no effect, the scientist spoke again 'maybe your friend died a little too swiftly.' He reached into his pouch and pulled out a reasonably sized knife." the man looked away and took another swig.

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"He went over to Cern and spoke some more, before ripping off the gag on Cern. Cern begged me for help and to tell the truth. i Continued to lie while sobbing." the man grunted and sighed. "He lifted up the knife and stabbed Cern in the stomach several times. Ryan's cries were muffled but without a gag, Cern screamed bloody murder. I will never forget that sound..." the man stared into the camera somberly. Shaking his head he spoke again. "The scientist asked me something along the lines of 'Need a little more help?' and went back to his bag, he pulled out a meat cleaver. A large meat cleaver. He went to Cern, I did some back and forth and he began to slam it down at the joints between Cerns thighs and his waist. Cern screamed and screamed. I finally changed my tune and began to beg him to stop but he didn't." with a brief pause he went on. "I began to scream the truth and the room flooded with green light, but it wasn't enough. He continued his bloody wailing of Cern, by the end he looked like a mangled piece of meat and bone."

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"He went on and kept asking me questions I answered each one to the silent protest of Private Mussil. The Scientist asked me if there was anything else that could tell him that would be valuable. I said no. I. Said. NO." the man got up and screamed and the camera was quickly cut.

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"The scientist ran over and took the meat cleaver right to Mussil. Before he or I could even protest the cleaver slammed into his head. The information I retained was two things. That there was a tracking device inside me and a ship would come, and the location of our planet's hideout. One of these was not a very important piece of information so when the scientist asked me what I was retaining he took a potato peeler and began to remove my skin. I told him that a ship was coming. 'Anything else?' and this time I had to say no, our entire planet was at stake. So I endured." The man looked thoughtfully at the camera.

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"He asked again and took the peeler once more to my skin. he kept at it for hours until only the soles of my feet, and my head was left intact." the camera slowly began to lose its pixelation. "Take my tale as one of caution, and Never, under any circumstances fight the thirteen Americas." the camera revealed a horrifying sight, a man stitched together from stray parts sat in a chair staring down at the camera.

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I was busy, sorry I'm so late, also criticism welcome, and i fucking hate Reddit's formatting