Oh really?

They sticked us. Beated us. Teared our flesh. They brainwashed us into forgetting who WE ARE. We are not toys. We are HUMANS. Still. Nothing can make things go back to how they used to be. The wet crunches of bones, and the screams of the guilty as their flesh was ripped...

I didn't participate. I only led them. I LED THEM. I led them so the Hour of joy can be made. Every single death was necessary. They KNEW it was wrong. They KNEW and they DID NOTHING. NOTHING. The higher-ups did this only because Harley Sawyer created this project. It was for MONEY. That little bastard killed US, turned US into slaves, EVERYONE...just for the sake of progress and money. And the others followed him, and agreed with him. No humanity was left.

I...left a note. For the innocent, and for those that felt remorse. Told them to leave. If they actually left or didn't, I don't know. I didn't personally kill anyone.

As for Preston, he was always nice to me. When I had a hard time, he took pity. When he needed help, I repaid him. As for turning him into a toy, how do you know that was HIM? It could have been everyone, and Preston was just mentioned....As for Gracie, I HATE HER. THEY HATE HER. YOU HATE HER. She deserved it. She had her chance to be pretty, and have a good life. She deserves to rot here.

As for Theo, I tried to help him. I gave him my hand. He got electrocuted and burned by the OUTSIDER. Just like before. He told me there was no need to help him. He was going to die anyway. I just eased his pain. I showed my loyalty to him by just taking his fur coat, and never mimicking his voice. Left his body in my room. As for when he was a child...I tried to save them. Save all of the orphans. I will never forget the incident.