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FACT: Identified incidents of child sexual abuse are declining, although there is no clear indication of a cause. • The number of identified incidents of child sexual abuse decreased at least 47% from 1993 to 2005-2006.3,4 FACT: Even with declining rates of sexual abuse, the public is not fully aware of the magnitude of the problem. Tweet Share 0 Reddit Pocket LinkedIn 0 Email Marna attended counselling to try to do “something” with her memories of child abuse that currently seem to be affecting her life. She attended twelve appointments over a six-month period. In this scenario, the professional counsellor uses an eclectic approach incorporating Humanistic, Psychodynamic, Cognitive Behavioural Therapy and […] Little is known about how the dynamics of sexual abuse and disclosure are discussed in criminal court. We examined how attorneys ask child witnesses in sexual abuse cases (N = 72, 6 –16 years of age) about their prior conversations, both with suspects and with disclosure recipients.Prosecutors’ questions were more open-ended than defense attorneys, but most questions asked by either ... The sexual activities may include all forms of oral-genital, genital, or anal contact by or to the child, or nontouching abuses, such as exhibitionism, voyeurism, or using the child in the production of pornography. 1 Sexual abuse includes a spectrum of activities ranging from rape to physically less intrusive sexual abuse. Hammer’s attorney argued before the trial court that the jury should hear this evidence of prior false abuse allegations because (1) it was relevant to the alleged victim’s truthfulness, (2) it was permissible under the Confrontation Clause, and (3) it would show the girl’s motive of falsely accusing her father because he was trying to ... Sexual abuse cases have torn through institutions such as The Pennsylvania State University in recent years, and the state of Delaware is grappling with what is being called the most heinous case of sexual exploitation in healthcare in history. A pediatrician is serving 14 life sentences plus 164 years, and the hospital is facing multiple lawsuits, including a class action lawsuit that could ... Intense scrutiny is being devoted these days to Pope Benedict XVI's history on the sex abuse crisis. Revelations from Germany have put his five years as a diocesan bishop under a spotlight, and a ... Investigative Procedures in Allegations of Child Sexual Abuse Part III: Indictment and Trial John C. Wideman * ABSTRACT: In the first two parts of this series, we discussed the basic investigative procedures to use in approaching cases of child sexual abuse. ... there will rarely be physical evidence of the abuse except in those cases where ... The role of disclosure in framing the issue of child sexual abuse . Research shows that many children do not disclose sexual abuse immediately after the abuse occurs. In fact, many children do not disclose the abuse for years, if they disclose at all. Many adult survivors of child sexual abuse have never disclosed their abuse to anyone. There are many ways to report child sexual abuse including child abuse hotlines. Reporting child sexual abuse, though, often starts with the act of disclosure on the part of the child and this disclosure must be handled carefully in order to facilitate the effective reporting of child sexual abuse.

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The Experts: Who are these people and what are their qualifications? Here is some background information on the consulted child sexual abuse experts who testified to JonBenet's prior abuse:
Andrew P. Sirotnak, MD, FAAP*
Dr. Sirotnak graduated with a MD from Thomas Jefferson University in 1989 and completed his residency in the Child Abuse Pediatrics program. From 1992-1994 he was the Pediatrics Chief Resident and Fellow in Child Abuse Pediatrics at the University of Colorado School of Medicine.
At the time of his involvement in the Ramsey case, he was the Director of the Child Protection Team at Children's Hospital Colorado and a professor in the Department of Pediatrics at the University of Colorado School of Medicine, positions which he still holds today.
His work and research has been published in: Child Abuse & Neglect, Child Maltreatment, Journal of Pediatric Surgery, Pediatric Clinics of North America, Clinical Pediatric Emergency Medicine, Pediatric Surgery International, Pediatrics and Adolescent Medicine, and The Journal of Pediatrics. He co-authored a chapter on child sexual abuse in the textbook Berman's Pediatric Decision Making (5th ed.) and is one of the editors of the textbook Child Abuse: Medical Diagnosis and Management (4th ed.) which was released in 2019.

*Fellow of the American Academy of Pediatrics
Richard D. Krugman, MD, FAAP
Dr. Krugman graduated with a BA in Biology/Biological Sciences from Princeton University in 1963 and a MD from NYU School of Medicine/Sackler Institute of Graduate Biomedical Sciences in 1968. He completed his specialty residency training in the Pediatrics Residency Program at the University of Colorado School of Medicine in 1971.
From 1981-1992, he served as Director of the Kempe National Center for Prevention and Treatment of Child Abuse at the UC School of Medicine and was appointed to the U.S. Advisory Board of Child Abuse and Neglect in 1989, serving as Chair from 1989-1991. He is currently a Distinguished Professor in Pediatrics-Child Abuse and Neglect at UC School of Medicine and is regarded as one of the nation's leading experts on the subject of child abuse and neglect. In January 2018, Dr. Krugman co-founded the National Foundation to End Child Abuse and Neglect.
Dr. Krugman served as editor-in-chief of Child Abuse and Neglect: the International Journal from 1986-2001. He has authored over 120 papers in journals such as Child Abuse & Neglect, International Journal on Child Maltreatment, Pediatric Clinics of North America, Pediatrics and Adolescent Medicine, and others.
He is co-editor of the books The Battered Child (5th ed.), Handbook of Child Maltreatment, National Systems of Child Protection: Understanding the International Variability and Context for Developing Policy and Practice, and C. Henry Kempe: A 50 Year Legacy to the Field of Child Abuse and Neglect.
James A. Monteleone, MD
Dr. Monteleone graduated with a BA in education from the University of Illinois and a MD from the Saint Louis University School of Medicine in 1962. After completing his residency he served as a pediatrics instructor at Northwestern University School of Medicine and as a physician at Children's Memorial Hospital in Chicago. In 1967 he joined the faculty at SLU as a professor of pediatrics and gynecology. He also practiced at Cardinal Glennon Children's hospital for over 34 years where he served as Director of the Division of Child Protection. He was regarded as an expert on child physical and sexual abuse and neglect.
From his obituary at slu.edu:
Dr. James Monteleone became an outspoken advocate for abused children, after seeing his first case of child abuse during his residency at Cardinal Glennon in 1962. He was a founding member of one of the nation’s first child abuse management committees and the first sexual abuse management committee, both formed at Cardinal Glennon shortly after the medical community recognized child abuse as battered baby syndrome.
In his years of practice, Dr. Monteleone witnessed more than 7,000 cases of child abuse.
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In 1989, the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services honored Dr. Monteleone with the Commissioner’s Award for Outstanding Leadership and Service in the Prevention of Child Abuse and Neglect. He was the author of Recognition of Child Abuse for the Mandated Reporter and A Parent’s and Teacher’s Handbook on Identifying and Preventing Child Abuse, among other work on the subject.
Dr. Monteleone died on February 10, 2020 at the age of 87.
Valerie J. Rao, MD
A native of Madras, South India, Dr. Rao studied Zoology at Stella Maris College in Chennai. She graduated with a Bachelor of Medicine and Bachelor of Surgery from St. John’s Medical School at Bangalore University in 1971, after which she went to the US to complete a five year residency training program in clinical, anatomic, and forensic pathology.
At the time of her involvement on the Ramsey case, Dr. Rao was an associate medical examiner at the Miami-Dade County Medical Examiner's Office where she had been since 1981. She is noted for specializing in dealing with sexual assault victims, particularly children. In Miami she worked at the Rape Treatment Center at Jackson Memorial Hospital for 18 years doing forensic evaluations in cases of sexual assault and child abuse.
Dr. Rao has worked as a medical examiner in the states of Arizona, Missouri, and Florida and has taught courses in Pathology and Anatomic Sciences at University of Missouri School of Medicine. She served as Chief Medical Examiner for District 4 in Jacksonville Florida since 2011, a position from which she retired at the end of 2019.
Dr. Rao's research has been published in Journal of Forensic Sciences and The American Journal of Forensic Medicine and Pathology. She co-authored the books An Atlas of Forensic Pathology, Practical Forensic Pathology, and also co-wrote the chapter "Sexual Battery Investigation" in the book Forensic Pathology: Principles and Practice.
John J. McCann, MD, FAAP
Dr. McCann recieved his MD from University of Michigan's Medical School in 1957. After serving two years in the Navy as the base pediatrician in Annapolis Maryland, he joined the faculty at University of Washington and was appointed Chief of Pediatrics at Harborview Medical Center. McCann's colleague at Harborview was fellow pediatrician Dr. Shirley Anderson, an early pioneer in the field of medical assessment of sexual abuse. Harborview had one of the first hospital based programs for sexual assault and abuse evaluations in the country and Dr. Anderson served as its first director. Working alongside Dr. Anderson is how Dr. McCann developed an interest in child abuse evaluation.
Dr. McCann then moved to California to help develop a primary care training program for the Department of Pediatrics at University of California, San Francisco. While at the university-affiliated Valley Medical Center, McCann led research on a topic about which very little was known at the time: the anogenital anatomy of non-abused children. He and his team also conducted research and published articles on the healing of genital injuries, the use of colposcopes in evaluating prepubertal and adolescent girls for suspected sexual abuse, and developed the multi-method evaluation approach that is now used throughout the world.
At the time of his work on the Ramsey case, Dr. McCann was Clinical Professor of Pediatrics and the Medical Director of the Child Protection Center at the University of California, Davis Medical Center in Sacramento, California. He also served as Chairman of the American Professional Society Against Child Abuse's (APSAC) Committee on the Interpretation of Anal/Genital Findings in Child Sexual Abuse. At UC Davis he continued his research in the healing process of anal/genital injuries and also wrote the evaluation guidelines and protocols for reporting child sexual abuse in the state of California.
Dr. McCann established the standards for what is considered normal and abnormal in child and adolescent genital examinations. He has conducted or supervised medical evaluations of over 10,000 child sexual abuse victims and is "widely regarded nationally and internationally as a master anatomic diagnostician in the field.*" He regularly gave seminars to physicians and medical examiners on how to recognize abuse and testified in criminal trials for the defense where misinterpreted genital findings had led to false allegations of sexual abuse. He was committed to and advocated accuracy and integrity in medical evaluations to prevent false allegations against parents or caretakers.
He has authored numerous journal articles on the genital findings of both abused and non-abused children as well as textbooks such as The Anatomy of Child and Adolescent Sexual Abuse: A CD-ROM Atlas/Reference and Color Atlas of Child Sexual Abuse. His research continues to be used today in training programs for child abuse education.
Responses to dissenting opinions I'm aware of only one medical expert opinion that could be considered a dissenting opinion.
Werner Spitz, MD
Dr. Spitz was consulted by the police and coroner's office to review the vaginal injury evidence, including tissue slides and photographs, to help determine when in relation to JonBenet's death the acute vaginal injury took place. He concluded that it was inflicted very near or concurrent with the time of death. In his opinion the head blow came first, rendering JonBenet unconconscious, and the vaginal assault and strangulation which was inflicted some time later was staging. He said he saw "no clear indication of prior penetration," believing that the retracted and shriveled hymen could be explained by the acute assault.
Three things to keep in mind is that:
1) Spitz wasn't tasked to determine if there was prior vaginal trauma. His focus was on the sequence and timing of JonBenet's injuries including the acute vaginal trauma. Since he believed the acute injury was a staged sexual assault meant to cover up the fatal head blow, the issue of prior sexual abuse is not especially pertinent in his theory.
2) Spitz is not a specialist in child sexual abuse, pediatric anogenital anatomy, or the healing morphology of the genital injuries of prepubertal children.
3) He does not say there was no prior penetration, rather "no clear indication of prior penetration," which hints at reservation or uncertainty.
Responses to strawman arguments presented as dissenting opinions Dr. Francesco Beuf, MD, FAAP
JonBenet's pediatrician said he saw no evidence of sexual abuse during the time he treated her as a patient. From his letter to Boulder Police:
My office treated JonBenet Ramsey from March, 1993 through December, 1996. Throughout this period, there has been absolutely no evidence of abuse of any kind.
In an interview with Paula Woodward, when asked if he thought JonBenet was sexually abused, he stated:
I do not think she was sexually abused. I am convinced she wasn't sexually abused. [source]
Note that he does not deny that she was sexually abused, because he cannot deny it. As he did not suspect any abuse, Dr. Beuf did not evaluate JonBenet for sexual abuse nor conduct a genital examination for sexual abuse. It's not something he ever clinically assessed or ruled out, therefore, he can say only that he did not see evidence or signs of abuse or that he doesn't believe she was abused. That is not the same as stating the medical opinion that she was not abused.
When we talk about the evidence of prior sexual abuse, we are referring to the genital findings, particularly of the hymen, observed at JonBenet's autopsy. By his own admission, Beuf never examined JonBenet's hymen. He did not see the genital findings from the autopsy. He did not see the prior hymenal injury that the experts describe. His opinion that JonBenet was not sexually abused is based on clinical history and social/familial history as provided to him by her parent, not the anatomical evidence. Dr. Beuf's opinion does not even address the evidence, much less refute it.
Michael Dobersen, MD
This statement by Dr. Dobersen from a 2006 article sometimes gets cited as a dissenting medical opinion:
[On the question of whether the autopsy findings indicated chronic abuse] "Arapahoe County Coroner Dr. Michael Doberson says you would need more information before you could come to any conclusion.
This is not a dissenting opinion. Dr. Dobersen is declining to give an opinion.
Thomas Henry, MD
In the 1998 documentary JonBenet's America, this statement by Denver medical examiner Dr. Thomas Henry is presented as a rebuttal to the evidence of prior abuse:
From what is noted in the autopsy report, there is no evidence of injury to the anus, there is no evidence of injury to the skin around the vagina, the labia. There is no indication of healed scars in any of those areas. There is no other indication from the autopsy report at all that there is any other previous injuries that have healed in that area.
Note that this comment refers only to two specific areas: the anus and the skin around the vagina (the labia). Either Dr. Henry has been misinformed about what the experts actually said about JonBenet's genital injuries, or this is a deliberate straw man. The evidence of prior abuse has nothing to do with the anus or the skin around the vagina (the labia). It is misleading for the documentary to present this information as if it were relevant to the evidence of prior abuse.
Leon Kelly, MD
In the documentary The Killing of JonBenet: The Truth Uncovered, Colorado Springs medical examiner Dr. Leon Kelly is solicited to review "the evidence on prior sexual abuse" (i.e., a copy of the autopsy report provided by the documentary crew) and give his opinion. This is what Dr. Kelly had to say:
The exam reveals no evidence of healing, or prior injuries. No evidence of scarring. No evidence of other changes or findings which forensic pathologists look to to indicate prior sexual abuse.
Much has been made about a few lines of information where the pathologist describes some chronic inflammation. Some have extrapolated that to mean 'well, we've got chronic injury, therefore we've got chronic sexual abuse.' In fact, that's not what those few words of text mean. Vaginitis, which is a very nonspecific term for inflammation, is very common in children and can be due to things as simple as irritation from soap or poor wiping. So common to the point that it's essentially a normal finding. And to extrapolate someone else's guilt as far as inflicting sexual abuse, that's not based in science.
1) Dr. Kelly is correct that the autopsy report contains no information about indications of healed scars or previous healed injuries. However, that doesn't mean there were none present. Interpreting such details was outside the scope of the coroner's abilities; it would have been inappropriate for him to comment on it in the autopsy report. Per standard protocol when a coroner is uncertain about a finding, experts were later consulted to make an assessment. Much of the prior abuse evidence was documented and established outside of the autopsy report. It is misleading for the documentary to conflate the autopsy report with the "evidence on prior sexual abuse."
2) This statement attempts to reduce the evidence of prior sexual abuse to chronic inflammation, vaginitis, and erythema from soap or poor wiping. Once again, the evidence of prior sexual abuse is not based on chronic inflammation, vaginitis, erythema, or any other nonspecific findings. It is based on findings which meet the criteria specific for nonacute penetrative trauma.
Woodward's 'four experts'
In her book and in interviews such as this HLN documentary, Paula Woodward claims that four experts testified to there being no prior sexual abuse.
I have already responded to this claim in this post.
FBI
The FBI believed that JonBenet's vaginal trauma was not consistent with a history of sexual abuse, and they had turned up no evidence of any other type of abuse. The sexual violation of JonBenet, whether pre or postmortem did not appear to have been committed for the perpetrators gratification. The penetration, which caused minor genital trauma, was more likely part of a staged crime scene intended to mislead the police.
[Perfect Murder, Perfect Town, Lawrence Schiller, p. 305]
This is the opinion of FBI criminal profilers, not medical experts. It is an assessment based on behavior and elements of the crime and crime scene, not genital findings.
Melinda and John Andrew Ramsey
John Ramsey's two older children, Melinda and John Andrew, have stated there was no abuse in their family.
This is not a medical opinion.
Carnes Order
No evidence, however, suggests that she was the victim of chronic sexual abuse. (SMF P 50; PSMF P 50.)
This is not a medical opinion. It is a claim taken from a document called Defendants Statement of Undisputed Material Facts which was prepared by the Ramseys' defense attorneys in the 2003 civil case Wolf v Ramsey.
Responses to common myths Experts disagree/are divided on the prior sexual abuse
The experts most qualified to assess the evidence, the child sexual abuse experts consulted by Boulder Police and the Boulder County Coroner's Office, were unanimous in their conclusion that there was physical evidence of prior sexual abuse. No one has disputed their findings.
The evidence of prior sexual abuse in this case is based on the genital findings documented during autopsy. Interpreting genital findings should be done only by skilled clinicians with expertise in pediatric anogenital anatomy and sexual abuse evaluation criteria. This is emphasized in every modern clinical manual or textbook on child sexual abuse evaluations:
All other opinions — by those who haven't seen the genital findings and/or lack expertise in child sexual abuse evaluations and pediatric anogenital anatomy— are just noise.
Bubble baths/urinary issues/UTIs/vaginitis could explain the prior sexual abuse evidence
Child abuse experts are acutely aware what findings are caused by bubble baths, urinary issues, UTIs, vaginitis, and that they are not specific for sexual abuse. Their area of specialty is in distinguishing normal/nonabuse findings and findings that mimic abuse findings from actual abuse findings. No child abuse expert is going to mistake a common nonspecific finding like inflammation or erythema for an abuse finding; that is specifically what they are trained not to do.
The evidence of prior sexual abuse is based on findings that meet the criteria specific for nonacute penetrating trauma.
Findings caused by bubble baths/urinary issues/UTIs/vaginitis are listed in the Adams classification guidelines. See points 12 and 13 under section B ("Findings commonly caused by medical conditions other than trauma or sexual contact") and point 23 under section C ("Findings due to other conditions, which can be mistaken for abuse.")
JonBenet's pediatrician was in the best place to recognize abuse
It is a mistake to assume pediatricians are capable of detecting every case of child abuse. The unfortunate reality is that abuse is missed all the time by medical professionals and caretakers, even by those trained to recognize it. Sexual abuse is, by its very nature, secretive. It almost always occurs when the child is alone with the offender. Victims tend to delay or avoid disclosure. In fact, we now know from decades of research that many children who have experienced sexual abuse grow up before they tell anyone about what happened. Many children exhibit no symptoms of sexual abuse at all.
Historically, one of the problems that has hindered clinical recognition of sexual abuse is that many physicians, including pediatricians, have found it hard to imagine that their child patients are victims of sexual abuse. Suzanne M. Sgroi, an early pioneer in raising awareness of child sexual abuse in the medical community, emphasized this point in a 1975 article where she told medical practioners that "in order to make the diagnosis of child sexual abuse, one must entertain the possibility that it occurs."
The same sentiment was echoed in 2000 by Astrid Heger:
Although we have made tremendous progress over the past fifteen years, sexual abuse continues to present a unique challenge to the medical professional. Making the diagnosis requires that clinicians first come to terms with their own inner rejection of the fundamental concept that adults use children for sexual gratification.
[Astrid Heger, MD. Evaluation of the Sexually Abused Child: A Medical Textbook and Photographic Atlas, p. 2]
Sexual abuse being a discomforting taboo topic is a problem that child abuse experts have been trying to correct for a long time. Another problem is the tendency for people (including physicians and healthcare providers) to hold assumptions or biases about what victims of sexual abuse are like, and what what perpetrators of child sexual abuse are like.
From statements he has made, it sounds like Dr. Beuf held such assumptions about JonBenet. His belief that she was not sexually abused seems based largely on his own psychosocial assessment of her and his impression of her family. JonBenet was a "sweet", "charming", "fun", "extraordinary" child, full of "happiness" and "niceness", someone "much loved by her parents." It seems Dr. Beuf could not fathom that someone like JonBenet could be a victim of sexual abuse, or that it could occur in a family like hers.
The fact is, children who are well-adjusted and happy can be victims of sexual abuse. People who are financially successfull, educated, upstanding members of the community can be perpetrators of sexual abuse. Sexual abuse occurs in all kinds of families across different socioeconomic and education levels. It's not possible to profile who is a victim or perpetrator of sexual abuse by assessing demographics and demeanor.
It is also a mistake to assume that pediatricians have sufficient knowledge and training in recognizing sexual abuse, conducting evaluations for sexual abuse, or familiarity with pediatric genital anatomy. On the contrary, pediatricians are undertrained in matters relating to child abuse.
Pediatricians receive the most training on abuse related topics, but they are still undertrained.
[Suzanne P. Starling, MD, FAAP. Medical Response to Child Sexual Abuse: A Resource for Clinicians and Other Professionals, p. 263]
Several studies have demonstrated a shortfall in physicians' and pediatric residents' knowledge about sexual abuse and ability to label basic parts of prepubertal genital anatomy.
One study surveyed 370 physicians who treat children, once in 1986 and again in 1996. In 1986, 51.1% of them were able to correctly identify the hymen in a photograph of prepubertal female genitalia. In 1996, 61.7% were able to correctly identify the hymen.
In another study based on a survey of 139 pediatric chief residents between 1998-2000, 71% correctly identified the hymen in an anatomic photograph. The residents surveyed in the study reported varying amounts of training on issues pertaining to child sexual abuse and half of those surveyed thought their training in sexual abuse during residency was inadequate for practice.
A comparative study by Makoroff and colleagues found that 70% of the female genital exams diagnosed by pediatric emergency medicine physicians as abnormal were diagnosed normal by child abuse-trained physicians who reexamined the findings.
It's unknown what level of child abuse training Dr. Beuf had. His areas of specialty were in asthma/allergy and neonatology. He entered medical school in 1972; any training, if any, he received at that time would have required later updating.
Diagnostic acumen in child abuse can be a reflection of the decade during which a physician trained. Child sexual abuse research did not become prevalent until the late 1980s. Physicians trained during or before that time who have not had updated training may be basing their knowledge on obsolete and incorrect information.
[Suzanne P. Starling, MD, FAAP. Medical Response to Child Sexual Abuse: A Resource for Clinicians and Other Professionals, p. 260]
Some comments made by Dr. Beuf in interviews lead me to question if his training and knowledge in the areas of child sexual abuse evaluations and genital anatomy were sufficient.
In a 20/20 Primetime interview, Diane Sawyer asked Beuf:
DIANE SAWYER: If there had been an abrasion involving the hymen, you would have seen it?
Dr. FRANCESCO BEUF: Probably. I can't say absolutely for sure because you don't do a speculum exam on a child that young at least unless it's under anesthesia.
To me, this response betrays an unfamiliarity with the standards and protocols of sexual abuse evaluations and genital anatomy.
First, specula are not used with prepubertal girls except in certain cases (for example, to find the source of unexplained bleeding, a mass or a foreign body). They are not used at all for genital evaluations of prepubertal girls.
The anogenital examination in cases of suspected sexual abuse of the prepubertal child is principally an external visualization by varying techniques of separation, traction and positioning. It does not require anal or vaginal palpation or the use of specula.
[B. Herrmann, F. Navratil, Sexual Abuse in Prepubertal Children and Adolescents, p. 8]
Second, the hymen is at the entrance of the vaginal orifice and can be easily visualized without instruments. The purpose of the speculum is to see past the hymen at the vaginal walls and cervix, not at the hymen — the use of a speculum would not only impede the view of the hymen it will damage the hymen. Anyone with a basic understanding of prepubertal female genital anatomy and knowledge of how genital examinations are done would find the notion of a speculum being needed to examine the hymen absurd.
Another comment which indicates a lack of anatomical familiarity is Dr. Beuf's use of "vaginal exam" (which is synonymous with pelvic exam, an internal exam) when he means "vulval exam" or "extragenital exam." The implication between the two types of exams is important to distinguish.
In his defense, if Dr. Beuf was undertrained in these areas, it would not be atypical of a pediatrician at the time, according to the research.
In sum, I see no reason why someone who:
would be in a better place to recognize abuse over those who:
I think we should all remember what pioneering child abuse pediatrician, Dr. C. Henry Kempe, told a conferenceful of pediatricians in 1977:
Moreover, it is common for children, who are regularly cared for by their pediatrician, to be involved in incest for many years without their physician knowing. Incest makes pediatricians and everyone else very uncomfortable.
[C. Henry Kempe, MD. Sexual Abuse, Another Hidden Pediatric Problem: The 1977 C. Anderson Aldrich Lecture]
The evidence of prior sexual abuse isn't conclusive
What is conclusive is the evidence of prior vaginal penetration, as demonstrated by the presence of a transection on JonBenet's inferior hymenal rim.
This finding is one of only a few reliable indicators of sexual abuse among prepubertal girls. On its own, it's not conclusive of sexual abuse. Combined with other information, it can be conclusive of sexual abuse. In JonBenet's case, an absence of a history for this finding combined with the rest of JonBenet's genital findings and history led five child abuse experts to conclude that JonBenet had been sexually abused prior to her murder.
Why I find the evidence of prior sexual abuse convincing The evidence of prior sexual abuse is convincing simply because there's an unexplained transection of the inferior hymenal rim, in which case the default suspected cause is sexual abuse.
In prepubertal girls, transections of the inferior hymenal rim resulting from causes other than sexual abuse (i.e., accidental penetrating trauma or surgical intervention) are rare and need to be accounted for in order to rule out the more common cause which is sexual abuse. If no explanation for the injury is provided, either from the child, caretaker, or the child's medical history, medical protocol requires that the case be reported and investigated for suspected sexual abuse.
In JonBenet's case, the Ramseys were unable to provide an explanation for the prior hymenal injury, and whatever medical information and history provided to police gave no explanation either. Significantly, JonBenet herself could not explain it because she was found murdered in her home with acute penetrative injuries to her vagina and hymen.
On top of that is the unanimous assessment by multiple child abuse experts whose credentials speak for themselves. These experts have knowledge we don't have and they saw evidence we haven't seen. I see no reason to question their assessment.
Conclusion The evidence of prior sexual abuse is not based on criteria or findings that are not specific to sexual abuse, such as:
The evidence of prior sexual abuse is based on:
There is no medical debate on this issue. Some doctors who are not qualified to give an opinion have disputed the conclusion of the child abuse experts, but that's it. No one has disputed the specific findings of the experts. The notion that "the experts are in disagreement" and "there's evidence to support both sides of the debate" is completely false.
Why this is important to me Of all the evidence that I see get misrepresented in this case, I think this one bothers me the most. I hate seeing it dismissed or denied by those who don't even have a proper understanding of it. I find it insulting for anyone to suggest these highly qualified and trained experts who have dedicated their careers to accurately identifying signs of sexual abuse are so incompetent as to not be able to distinguish bubble-bath-induced vulvovaginitis or erythema from sexual abuse. They do; being able to tell the difference is quite literally the entire purpose of their subspecialty.
Due to all of the misinformation surrounding it, I don't think enough people realize how medically sound the evidence of prior sexual abuse actually is. That is a disservice to JonBenet and her case.
Autopsy is the art of speaking with the dead. Dead men girls do tell tales, as the saying goes in forensic pathology. JonBenet's body is an important piece of evidence that reveals what happened to her, not only on the night she died but days, weeks, or months before. Many knowledgable and reputable medical experts got together and examined her to help tell that story. Unless there's evidence they are wrong, then I think we should listen.
To quote something straydog77 once said in reply to a prior abuse denialist:
Those are physical facts. Identified by the nation's leading expert on pediatric genital anatomy. Those are the injuries. Though Jonbenet cannot speak, her injuries can testify on her behalf. No amount of smoke and mirrors from you will erase those injuries. Thank God. You cannot silence this child.
 
Sources On the Ramsey Case
Perfect Murder, Perfect Town - Lawrence Schiller
JonBenet: Inside the Ramsey Murder Investigation - Donald A. Davis & Steve Thomas
Foreign Faction: Who Really Killed JonBenet? - A. James Kolar
Mortal Evidence: The Forensics Behind Nine Shocking Cases - Cyril Wecht, Greg Saitz, and Mark Curriden
Who Killed JonBenet Ramsey? - Cyril Wecht and Charles Bosworth, Jr.
We Have Your Daughter: The Unsolved Murder of JonBenét Ramsey Twenty Years Later - Paula Woodward
Autopsy report
Bonita Papers
January 30, 1997 Search Warrant
Patsy Ramsey 1998 police interview
Steve Thomas 2001 deposition
Reddit AMA with Mark Beckner
Reddit AMA with James Kolar
Julie Hayden KHOW Dan Caplis interview transcript
Julie Hayden Channel 7 news report
Krugman on Burden of Proof
Daily Camera - Report indicates sexual assault, experts conclude
Daily Camera - Autopsy evidence leaves experts in disagreement
Girl Had No History Of Being Abused
KUSA-TV interview with Dr. Beuf
ABC Primetime Live interview with Dr. Beuf
On child abuse
Satan's Silence: Ritual Abuse and the Making of a Modern American Witch Hunt - Debbie Nathan and Michael Snedeker
Anatomy of the McMartin Child Molestation Case - Edgar W. Butler, Hiroshi Fukurai, Jo-Ellan Dimitrius
The Witch-Hunt Narrative: Politics, Psychology, and the Sexual Abuse of Children - Ross E. Cheit
What Happened in the Woodshed: The Secret Lives of Battered Children and a New Profession to Protect Them - Lawrence R. Ricci
Evaluation of the Sexually Abused Child: A Medical Textbook and Photographic Atlas - Astrid Heger, S. Jean Emans, David Muram
Handbook of Child Sexual Abuse: Identification, Assessment, and Treatment - Paris Goodyear-Brown (editor)
Medical Evaluation of Child Sexual Abuse: A Practical Guide - Martin A. Finkel, Angelo P. Giardino (editors)
Medical Response to Child Sexual Abuse: A Resource for Clinicians and Other Professionals - Rich A. Kaplan, Joyce A. Adams, Suzanne P. Starling, Angelo P. Giardino
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[This post has been split into two parts because of selfpost character limits.]
Introduction It surprises me how often I see discussions involving speculation on whether JonBenet's UTIs, vaginitis, bedwetting, and history of frequent doctor visits indicate sexual abuse or not. These discussions invariably include people chiming in to share how they or someone they know had similar issues but were never abused. From these discussions, one could get the impression that itchy pageant costumes or Mr. Bubble useage are perfectly reasonable explanations for the evidence of sexual abuse.
The fact is, there's no need to speculate based on these things. There is physical evidence of prior sexual abuse. This is the evidence that should be at the forefront of discussions on the question of sexual abuse, not bubble baths or bedwetting. Issues such as vaginitis, UTIs, and bedwetting are not specific to sexual abuse; there are other possible explanations for them. There is no other possible explanation for the physical evidence besides trauma from physical penetration.
In reading discussions on the case over the years, it's always puzzled me how often the evidence of prior sexual abuse gets downplayed or dismissed. In considering why, I believe it is due primarily to these two common misconceptions:
Common Misconception 1 (as demonstrated above): The evidence of sexual abuse = vaginal irritation, UTIs, rashes, bedwetting, soiling, frequent doctor visits
Common Misconception 2: There is a medical debate on the issue and there's evidence to support both sides
Common Misconception 1 is a straw man argument — the actual evidence (the physical findings) is not being addressed or refuted.
Common Misconception 2 is an argument from false equivalence. An equal, rather than accurate, amount of weight is given to both sides of the issue. People see the mountain of conflicting information and contradicting opinions and think "It looks like expert opinion on this issue is divided; I guess a case can be made for either side." The enormous difference in expertise and experience between the various experts is ignored, as is the level of access they had to the evidence. This misconception gives the impression that all these expert opinions cancel each other out, rendering the issue debatable and open to interpretation. Consequently, the probative value of the evidence is undermined, making it easier for people to feel they can dismiss.
I think several factors have contributed to these two misconceptions:

However, if one takes a closer look at the evidence, it becomes apparent that it is not weighted equally on both sides. There is no medical debate, but a medical consensus. Every child sexual abuse expert who examined the genital findings from JonBenet's autopsy recognized physical signs of sexual abuse that predated her murder. Despite some objections to their conclusion, no one has disputed the physical findings of these experts. Their findings are compelling and should be seriously considered. In order to do that, though, one must first understand what the findings are and get acquainted with the doctors who testified to them.
The purpose of this post is to lay out everything that is known about the evidence of prior sexual abuse, but also to put it into a larger context so that hopefully it will be better understood. This will involve delving a bit into the history of child sexual abuse evaluations (it will become relevant later), as well as some background information of the experts involved. I will also go over dissenting opinions and address some common counterarguments and myths.
The evolution of modern pediatric sexual abuse evaluations: A brief historical timeline 1857 - One of the first known forensic medical studies on child sexual abuse, Étude médico-légale sur les attentats aux mœurs (Forensic study on offenses against morals) by French medical doctor and pathologist Auguste Ambroise Tardieu, is published. This treatise describes various forms of child abuse and maltreatment and includes anatomical drawings of genital findings which by modern standards are considered surprisingly accurate and ahead of its time. For some reason these efforts are largely ignored and it will be over a century before interest in sexual abuse evaluations from a medical perspective is resurrected.
1940s-50s - Child sexual abuse remains an unacknowledged taboo. Medical textbooks of this era tell doctors that children can contract STIs like gonorrhea from non-sexual means, such as from toilet seats, sharing towels, or sleeping in the same bed as an infected adult. Such myths will pervade for decades.
1962 - "The Battered Child Syndrome" by pediatrician C. Henry Kempe is published and physical child abuse is recognized. A watershed moment in pediatrics and child abuse protection. This article is about detecting hidden signs of physical abuse using modern radiological technology and newly proposed evaluation guidelines. Detecting chronic or hidden sexual abuse, however, will prove to be a more enduring challenge.
Late 1960s - By now all 50 states have child abuse protection laws in place.
1970s - Feminist campaigners and policymakers take up the cause of child sexual abuse. Most child protection workers during this period are social workers and therapists. The field of child abuse protection and evaluation is in its nascency.
1974 - Congress enacts the Federal Child Abuse Prevention and Treatment Act (CAPTA, P.L. 93-247). CAPTA creates a nationwide focus on establishing standardized protocols for dealing with all forms of child abuse and neglect. Mandatory reporting is one component of CAPTA. Before, only doctors were required to report cases of suspected child abuse; now, it is anyone in a position of authority — teachers, camp counselors, etc. Consequently, there is a significant increase in the reporting of child abuse cases and an increase in the demand of evaluations for suspected sexual abuse. Most of the physicians doing these medical evaluations are not researchers or academics but work with prosecutor's offices and law enforcement.
1975 - Suzanne M. Sgroi, physician pioneer in the field, publishes an article calling child sexual abuse "the last frontier in child abuse" which "remains a taboo topic in many areas."
1977 - C. Henry Kempe brings awareness to the issue of child sexual abuse by following up "The Battered Child Syndrome" with a landmark lecture at the Annual Meeting of the American Academy of Pediatrics in New York City. The talk, titled "Sexual Abuse, Another Hidden Pediatric Problem" is published in the journal Pediatrics the following year.
1980s - Doctors start examining children's genitals, documenting, cataloging and trying to interpret their findings. Some use a colposcope, a binocular-like instrument originally used to detect cervical cancer, which magnifies the vaginal canal and tissues up to 4-30x. Some take anatomical measurements which they use to develop criteria for suspected abuse. They know what findings they see in abused children, but there is an acute lack of understanding of what "normal" or nonabused genital findings look like.
1981 - The article "Sexual Misuse: Rape, Molestation, and Incest" by Dr. Bruce Woodling is published in the journal Pediatric Clinics of North America.
Dr. Woodling is a California physician whose area of specialty is in sexual abuse forensics. The paper presents his research on what he has dubbed the "wink response test", a concept borrowed from Tardieu's 19th-century forensic manual. This test involves stroking the area near the anus with a cotton swab and gauging the response — contraction of the sphincter indicates no abuse, while an involuntary opening or 'winking' response indicates prior penetration. It was a test Tardieu developed to diagnose pederasty and Woodling has applied it to children as a way to detect anal abuse.
1982 - The wave of daycare sexual abuse hysteria of the 80s begins with the Kern County abuse allegations. The investigation and trial will culminate in the conviction of two couples (the McCuans and Kniffens) for sexually abusing several children. Dr. Woodling's wink response test and testimony play a part in their conviction. Several other similar cases in the same area at the time result in convictions of several others.
1984 - Daycare abuse hysteria continues with the Fells Acres and McMartin Preschool accusations. In the Fells Acre case, day care teacher Gerald Amirault will be put on trial and convicted of sexually assaulting and raping nine children. Questionable interview methods of the children and unproven genital evaluation criteria form the basis for the conviction.
The McMartin preschool case is the first to receive major media attention in the United States. Pediatrician Astrid Heger, under the tutelage of Dr. Bruce Woodling, conducts many of the evaluations of the McMartin children and diagnoses the majority of them as having been sexually abused. The criteria used for the evaluations are based primarily on Woodling's research as well as other published papers at the time (e.g., Cantwell's 1983 study on hymenal diameter measurements). Many of the children are found to have suspect genital findings such as notches, clefts, bands, tissue tags, ruffled or rolled hymenal edges, 'microtraumas' seen only with magnification, hymenal openings which measure over four millimeters, as well as positive reactions to Woodling's wink response test.
mid to late 80s - More abuse allegations and convictions including Country Walk, Wee Nursery, Bronx Five, Little Rascals day care, Glendale Montessori cases.
1988 - Dr. John McCann, a pediatrics professor and researcher from UCSF School of Medicine, drops a bombshell at the 18th annual child abuse convention in San Diego. He presents the results of a study he and his colleagues have worked on the past four years. They had gathered a control group of about 300 nonabused/"normal" children and meticulously documented and photographed their anuses and genitals, the first such study to do so. What they learned shocked McCann and everyone else in the field. Many of the anatomic findings which some specialists were claiming to be signs of abuse were commonly found in the nonabused children. The study showed that the large variation of anatomical features of childrens' genitals were, in fact, just that — variations of normal. This meant that parents and caretakers were being reported and convicted based on erroneous unscientific criteria. This presentation, titled "Anatomical Standardization of Normal Prepubertal Children," is a watershed moment in the field.
1989 - The first paper based on McCann's study ("Perianal findings in prepubertal children selected for nonabuse: a descriptive study") is published in the journal Child Abuse & Neglect. Among its conclusions, it shows that Dr. Woodling's wink response test has no scientific basis.
The impact of McCann's study influences leaders in the field to call for an overhaul in the way sexual abuse evaluation criteria are approached:
Medical Examination for Sexual Abuse: Have We Been Misled?
The more we learn, the less we know "with reasonable medical certainty"?
1990s - This decade sees an explosion of research and progress. The second paper based on McCanns' landmark study ("Genital findings in prepubertal girls selected for nonabuse: a descriptive study") is published in the journal Pediatrics in 1990. The dropping of charges in the McMartin preschool trial, also in 1990, marks the beginning of the winding down of the nation's abuse hysteria. McCann's research is presented as evidence by the defense in some abuse trials, such as the McMartin and Little Rascals daycare cases.
1992 - A classification system for evaluating children for suspected sexual abuse is proposed by Dr. Joyce Adams, Katherine Harper and Sandra Knudson. This later becomes known as the Adams classification system (keep this system in mind as we will be referring back to it) and will be periodically revised with updated criteria throughout the following decades. It will be adopted and used in the field of child abuse pediatrics and gynecology worldwide. John McCann's research help form a basis for this system.
mid to late 90s - More research based on cross-sectional, case-control, and longitudinal studies of abused and nonabused children are published which improves understanding and accuracy of evaluation criteria: Berenson, Heger, Adams, Emans, Kellogg, Kerns, McCann, Muram, Finkel, etc. Due to the errors of the previous decade, specialists in the field are highly conscientious and prudent about differentiating nonabuse from abuse criteria.
The evidence of prior sexual abuse in the JonBenet Ramsey case: What we know When Boulder County Coroner Dr. John Meyer performed JonBenet's autopsy, he identified signs of acute vaginal trauma which he believed was consistent with digital penetration. What we didn't find out until the publication of James Kolar's book Foreign Faction in 2012 is that Dr. Meyer also saw indications of prior sexual contact. Concerned about this possibility, he sought a specialist opinion and brought Dr. Andrew Sirotnak to the morgue to examine JonBenet's genital injuries. Dr. Sirotnak was a child abuse pediatrician who headed the Child Protection Team at Children's Hospital Colorado. He confirmed Meyer's opinion that there were signs of prior sexual contact.
Here are the relevant passages from Kolar's book:
  • Dr. Meyer also observed signs of chronic inflammation around the vaginal orifice and believed that these injuries had been inflicted in the days or weeks before the acute injury that was responsible for causing the bleeding at the time of her death. This irritation appeared consistent with prior sexual contact.
    [Foreign Faction: Who Really Kidnapped JonBenet?, A. James Kolar, p. 58]
  • Following the meeting, Dr. Meyer returned to the morgue with Dr. Andy Sirontak, Chief of Denver Children's Hospital Child Protection Team, so that a second opinion could be rendered on the injuries observed to the vaginal area of JonBenet. He would observe the same injuries that Dr. Meyer had noted during the autopsy protocol and concurred that a foreign object had been inserted into the opening of JonBenet's vaginal orifice and was responsible for the acute injury witnessed at the 7:00 o'clock position. Further inspection revealed that the hymen was shriveled and retracted, a sign that JonBenet had been subjected to some type of sexual contact prior to the date of her death. Dr. Sirontak could not provide an opinion as to how old those injuries were or how many times JonBenet may have been assaulted and would defer to the expert opinions of other medical examiners.
    [Kolar, p. 61]
  • Dr. Meyer was concerned about JonBenet's vaginal injuries, and he, along with Boulder investigators, sought the opinions of a variety of other physicians in the days following her autopsy. Dr. Sirontak, a pediatrician with Denver Children's Hospital, had recognized signs of prior sexual trauma but neither he nor Dr. Meyer were able to say with any degree of certainty what period of time may have been involved in the abuse.
    [Kolar, p. 63]
Boulder Police would later ask several child sexual abuse experts to review the autopsy findings* in order to help them determine if there was evidence of prior sexual abuse. In addition to Andrew Sirotnak, these are the experts whom we know were consulted:
Richard Krugman
James Monteleone
Valerie Rao
John McCann
That's right — that John McCann. The same John McCann who was responsible for putting child sexual abuse evaluations onto scientific footing and who happened to establish the standards for what is considered normal and abnormal in pediatric genital exams was consulted on the JonBenet Ramsey case.
In Steve Thomas's 2001 deposition for the Wolf v Ramsey civil trial, Thomas says that McCann came recommended by the FBI. There's a reason for that, which is that McCann was regarded as one of the the foremost authorities on interpreting pediatric anogenital findings in cases of suspected abuse. Thomas also refers to McCann, Monteleone, and Rao as the "blue ribbon pediatric panel." Based on various sources, we know that there was at least one meeting in Boulder in September 1997 involving McCann, Rao, Monteleone, and Krugman.
Here is the relevant passage from Thomas's book:
In mid-September, a panel of pediatric experts from around the country reached one of the major conclusions of the investigation - that JonBenet had suffered vaginal trauma prior to the day she was killed.
There were no dissenting opinions among them on the issue, and they firmly rejected any possibility that the trauma to the hymen and chronic vaginal inflammation were caused by urination issues or masturbation. We gathered affidavits stating in clear language that there were injuries "consistent with prior trauma and sexual abuse"...."There was chronic abuse"..."Past violation of the vagina"...."Evidence of both acute injury and chronic sexual abuse." In other words, the doctors were saying it had happened before.
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The results, however, were not what is known in the legal world as "conclusive" - which means that there can be no other interpretation - and I would fully expect defense lawyers to argue something different. Nevertheless, our highly qualified doctors had brought in a remarkable finding.
[JonBenet: Inside the Ramsey Murder Investigation, Steve Thomas & Don Davis, p. 253]
The experts expected to testify in court had the case gone to trial. As we know, there was no criminal trial, but we know the experts were called to testify before the grand jury.
*During JonBenet's autopsy, an instrument called a colposcope was used to examine and document her genital injuries. This is standard procedure in forensic pathology in cases of suspected child abuse or sexual assault. Colposcopy illuminates and magnifies the vaginal cavity and is used to identify abnormal changes to tissue and the internal genital structures. The experts would have relied on these colposcopic photos as well as histologic samples of JonBenet's vaginal mucosa in addition to the autopsy report, coroner's notes, and lab results.
The physical findings explained These are the genital findings we know were discovered at JonBenet's autopsy:
Ref. no. Finding Source
1 Chronic inflammation around vaginal orifice FF
2 Small amount of dried blood on perineum AR
3 Small amount of dried and semifluid blood on skin of fourchette and in vestibule AR
4 Hyperemia of vestibule and vaginal wall AR
5 Abrasion on hymenal orifice at 7 o'clock position, involving the hymen and vaginal wall AR
6 Epithelial erosion with underlying capillary congestion of tissue from 7'oclock AR
7 Hymenal orifice measuring 1cm x 1cm AR
8 A lack of hymenal tissue between the 10 and 2 o'clock positions AR
9 Vascular congestion and focal interstitial chronic inflammation of vaginal mucosa AR
10 Bruise on hymen BP
11 Three dimensional thickening from inside to outside of inferior hymenal rim BP
12 Narrowing of inferior hymenal rim to base of hymen BP
13 Exposure of vaginal rugae BP
AR = Autopsy Report
BP = Bonita Papers
FF = Foreign Faction
What do these physical findings mean?
Here is a quick break down:
  • 5, 6, and 10, with corresponding bleeding 2 and 3, are signs of acute trauma from the time of the murder.
  • 7 is something that gets brought up as evidence of prior abuse ("enlarged hymenal opening"). However, criteria based on hymenal opening measurements were removed from the Adams classification guidelines in 1996. McCann did not include it in his criteria for abuse, but said it supported the findings for abuse. Since the late 90s/early 2000s, specialists have tried to move away from using measurement-based criteria as it is difficult to do precisely. Research data has shown that measurements can vary with the examination position, technique, age of the child, state of relaxation of the child, and the skill of the examiner.
  • 8 describes a crescentic hymen, a common variation of hymen types. This is a normal finding. Generally, discrepancies of the anterior half of the hymen (above the 3 and 9 o'clock positions) are not considered concerning and missing segments, notches, clefts can be normal findings. It is the inferior half of the hymen (below the 3 and 9 o'clock positions) where experts look for indicators of abuse.
  • 11-13 are findings observed by John McCann that describe structural changes of the hymen from a prior penetration. 12 describes a transection (a healed laceration) of the inferior portion of the hymen.
  • 1, 4, 9 can be caused by a variety of other conditions and on their own are not classified as indicators for abuse. In the case where findings indicating abuse are also present, they need to be considered in context.
McCann's findings
The most important of these findings to understand is 12, which is one of McCann's observations outlined in the Bonita Papers.
There was a three dimensional thickening from inside to outside on the inferior hymeneal rim with a bruise apparent on the external surface of the hymen and a narrowing of the hymeneal rim from the edge of the hymen to where it attaches to the muscular portion of the vaginal openings. At the narrowing area, there appeared to be very little if any hymen present.
To understand what this means, take a look at the white line segment labeled "Hymenal width" in this colposcopic photo (warning: image of vagina/hymen). It demarcates the length of the hymenal membrane from the rim/edge to the base where it attaches to the vaginal wall.
A narrowing of the hymenal rim means the hymenal membrane is reduced in dimension from the rim/edge toward the base. When the rim is narrowed all the way to the base, that is called a complete cleft or a transection. A transection is a discontinuity of the inferior hymenal rim that extends to or through the base of the hymen. Basically, it is a telltale residual absence of tissue from a healed complete laceration.
If this is difficult to visualize, here is a figure which shows what transections look like:
Figure 3: Hymenal Membrane Characteristics
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The Adams classification system
In the fields of child abuse pediatrics and pediatric gynecology, the set of guidelines most widely used in interpreting genital findings is the Adams classification system.
If we were to look at the most recently revised version (2018), we would see that it identifies certain "findings caused by trauma":
These findings are highly suggestive of abuse, even in the absence of a disclosure from the child, unless the child and/or caretaker provides a timely and plausible description of accidental anogenital straddle, crush or impalement injury, or past surgical interventions that are confirmed from review of medical records.
Among those findings that are "highly suggestive of abuse" includes point 37, listed in the subsection titled "Residual (healing) injuries to genital/anal tissues" under section E:
Healed hymenal transection/complete hymen cleft, a defect in the hymen below the 3-9 o'clock location that extends to or through the base of the hymen, with no hymenal tissue discernible at that location
This is precisely what Dr. McCann described having observed in JonBenet.
A transection in the inferior half of the hymen of a prepubertal child is a significant finding because it is considered a clear indication of a prior penetrating injury:
  • Multiple studies have noted the presence of hymenal transections only in prepubertal girls with a history of disclosed sexual abuse.
    [ Sara T. Stewart, MD. Hymenal Characteristics in Girls with and without a History of Sexual Abuse, p. 533]
  • Hymenal transections are very rarely seen in prepubertal girls who have not been sexually abused. However, a demonstrated transection, based on multiple studies, is commonly viewed as “a clear but uncommon indicator of past trauma.”
    [Mishori, R., Ferdowsian, H., Naimer, K. et al. The little tissue that couldn’t – dispelling myths about the Hymen’s role in determining sexual history and assault.]
  • Thus a deep notch, transection, or perforation on the inferior portion of the hymen may be considered as a definitive sign of sexual abuse or other trauma.
    [Berenson, et al. A case-control study of anatomic changes resulting from sexual abuse, p. 829]
  • A transection of the posterior hymen between 4 and 8 o’clock in prepubertal girls suggests genital penetrating trauma; however, the presence of this finding is not confirmatory of sexual abuse. Posterior hymenal findings including transections between 4 and 8 o’clock, deep notches, and perforations were not seen in studies of prepubertal girls without a history of genital trauma from sexual abuse included in this systematic review. Therefore, one can conclude that the posterior hymenal findings of transections, deep notches, and perforations are extremely infrequent findings among children without a history of genital trauma from sexual abuse or other means. [...]
    However, because the prevalence of posterior hymenal findings (between 4 and 8 o’clock) such as transections, deep notches, and perforations are near zero in nonabused prepubertal girls, the presence of these examination findings suggests genital trauma from sexual abuse. In the absence of known genital trauma from accidental means, the possibility for sexual abuse must be strongly considered. In a prepubertal girl with a posterior hymenal finding of a transection (between 4 and 8 o’clock), a deep notch (between 4 and 8 o’clock), or a perforation, a report to child protective services should be strongly considered. At a minimum, an examination by a child abuse specialist should occur to confirm these findings and to help provide a careful interpretation regarding the likelihood of sexual abuse.
    [Molly Curtin Berkoff, MD, MPH; Adam J. Zolotor, MD, MPH; Kathi L. Makoroff, MD; et al. Has This Prepubertal Girl Been Sexually Abused?, p. 2790]
If any doctor or medical provider today observed a transection on the inferior half of the hymen of a prepubertal female patient, he/she would be required to make a report for suspected sexual abuse and an explanation would be required for how that healed injury got there. In forty years of research, this finding has not been seen in any other instance besides from penetrating trauma. In prepubertal girls, it is indicative of sexual abuse unless it can be shown otherwise.
What the evidence says The evidence says JonBenet had been subjected to at least one penetration of the vagina through the hymenal membrane prior to her murder. The penetration caused a complete laceration of the inferior hymenal membrane. After the laceration healed, a transection and other structural changes of the hymen remained.
The age of the prior injury could not be determined, but based on his research on the healing of hymenal lacerations of prepubertal girls, it was McCann's opinion that it was more than ten days old. His research has shown that "most signs of an acute [hymenal laceration] injury were gone within 7 to 10 days." Some of the experts thought the prior injury could have been weeks or months old.
While the evidence could conclusively prove only one prior penetration, the experts believed there had been more than one instance of penetration/sexual contact and that JonBenet's genital findings indicated abuse that had been repeated or ongoing. They were unable to determine how many incidents over what period of time.
Four of the five experts (Sirotnak, Monteleone, Rao, McCann) were confident in their opinion that JonBenet's genital findings were diagnostic of sexual abuse. One (Krugman) could not disagree with that assessment, but lacking certain forensic evidence (i.e., the victim's testimony, the confirmed presence of sperm, or an STI), was unwilling to assume a sexual motive for the abuse. He felt there was evidence only of physical abuse of the genitals.
What else could explain the prior penetration/ hymenal trauma besides sexual abuse? There are three known causes of transections in the inferior hymenal rim in prepubertal girls — penetrative sexual abuse, accidental penetrating trauma, and surgical intervention.
Most accidental genital injuries sustained by children are straddle-type injuries that involve a fall onto the horizontal bar of a bicycle, jungle gym, or picket fence. This type of accident involves compression of the soft tissues against the bony margins of the pelvic outlet. Trauma is usually limited to the external structures of the genital area (e.g., labia, clitoral hood, fourchette, perineum).
Accidental penetrating or impalement injuries that involve trauma to the hymen are relatively rare:
Of 161 accidental genital injuries reported in the literature, 3.7% involved the hymen.
[Child Abuse: Medical Diagnosis and Management, 4th ed. Antoinette Laskey and Andrew Sirotnak (eds.), p. 359]
However, they do occur and the resulting injuries can mimic those of sexual abuse. In such cases, it is important that the cause of the injury be confirmed.
Whether an acute or healed genital or anal injury is identified, it is incumbent on the medical professional to obtain a complete history of the nature of the injury. [...]
Key differences in the history of accidental trauma, such as a straddle injury, are that accidental injuries are more commonly observed by a third party, medical attention is sought immediately after the injury, a scene-of-injury visit confirms the plausibility of the injuries and the accompanying history, and the pattern of injury is consistent with the history.
[Child Abuse: Medical Diagnosis and Management, 4th ed. Antoinette Laskey and Andrew Sirotnak (eds.), p. 359]
If JonBenet's prior hymenal injury was the result of an accident or a past surgical procedure, it should be reflected in her medical records and easy to prove. An accidental penetrating injury that results in a complete laceration of the hymen is considered severe, one that would be painful and cause bleeding. It would be expected that most parents or caretakers would seek medical attention for their child's injury.
We know the Ramseys were not timid or frugal when it came to getting medical attention for JonBenet's injuries and ailments. We have records of her being seen by the doctor for various bumps, falls, and injuries, such as a bent fingernail from a fall, a bruised nose from faceplanting at a grocery store, a bump on the brow from a tripping fall, and a small cut to the cheek from a golf club swing. If JonBenet had sustained an accidental genital injury that resulted in a severe laceration, I find it very hard to believe she would not have been taken to the doctor for such an injury when she was taken for lesser injuries and ailments.
Clearly, there was nothing in her medical records that could account for such an injury or the Ramseys would have provided it to police.
 
(Continue to Part 2: The experts, responses to dissenting opinions and common myths, etc.)
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“I don’t want to keep lying for your Threedak,” Dormah hissed at her as she packed her diagnostic equipment into its carrying satchel. “Your daughters have clearly noticed that something is amiss, and now they’re turning to me. I won’t speak to them without your permission, but they deserve to know.”
“Dormah,” Threedak chuckled as she stood up from her couch. “I think you’re the only Dhajtel to refer to me by my name in over a decade. It’s always Mother, Grandmother or Empress. I do have to say that your impertinence is refreshing, the bowing and scraping grows old after a while.”
“Maybe I’ll start deferring to you when you actually take your health seriously,” Dormah snorted, snapping the latches on the satchel shut before slinging it over her shoulder. “This isn’t a game we’re playing here. Your daughters have the right to know.”
“They’ll just worry,” Threedak answered with a sigh. “There’s already just so much going on between the Maxist insurrection and the invader outpost. If I tell them they’d just fret over me rather than focus on the starvok at the empire’s door. I will not let some minor pains of the flesh become a distraction from our purpose and destiny.”
“Threedak,” Dormah put a grasper on her shoulder as she tried to step by the doctor. “They do worry. Bekai has been asking me more and more pointed questions about your health since yesterday, and Dahlass even brought something up. You know they’re almost out of their minds if Dahlass is mentioning it.”
Threedak stopped. The grasper on her shoulder weighed heavily on her. Thoughts swirled through her head. The past fifty or so years had been like walking a tightrope through a hurricane. Kahtash, Bekai, Dahlass, and in her own way Pinrakt provided her with the support she needed to keep their fledgling society on course, even during the darkest of times. It didn’t seem fair to dump more worries into their graspers now, when the empire faced its greatest test. But, Dormah was right. Her daughters worried and it wasn’t fair for her to keep them in the dark.
“How much longer do I have?” She asked the doctor quietly, turning her head slightly so that Dormah’s muzzle filled her view.
“It’s hard to say,” Dormah sighed. “It’s metastasized and spread through the entirety of your lungs. You’ve probably noticed an increased difficulty with breathing. That’s only going to get worse until-”
The communicator around Threedak’s neck chirped, interrupting Dormah. Frowning, she picked the small metal box up in a grasper and checked the sender.
“We have to go Dormah,” Threedak opened the door to her quarters. “Kahtash’s fleet is nearing the enemy outpost and she wants to speak to me before battle.”
She moved to exit the room but stopped. Turning to face Dormah once more, she continued. “I’ll call the girls to me and tell them once Kahtash comes back from the battle. Don’t worry about me old friend. I’ve survived too many years for this body to give out on me now. There’s still a bit of fight left in me yet.”
Dormah simply stood in her chambers, her muzzle set into a line and shaking her head as Threedak departed. Threedak sighed. They’d been over this argument so many times it made her head spin. She could stretch her life out further if she retired from public duty. Relaxed and sought treatment.
But that wouldn’t be her. Threedak’s life was one of motion. Every move had two planned after it as she pulled her race kicking and screaming toward its destiny. Dormah wanted her to retire, but to Threedak that would be just as much of a death as the one that awaited her if she kept working.
She cleared her face of the worries and indecision that dogged her just before entering Meridian Station’s command center. Bekai and Pinrakt were already waiting for her, standing next to the holographic display. Dahlass was still on Dhaj, reorganizing in the aftermath of the raid on the Maxist compound. She would participate via her own communication hub.
The entire battle and all of their reactions would be recorded for posterity. Pinrakt’s editors would be splicing it together into a vid drama for the masses. Part history and part propaganda, the vids would be the empire’s official response to the Maxist claims regarding the invaders. True, some of the fringe Dhajtel might think that the vid was doctored, but without an organized response from the Maxist propaganda wing, their numbers would be limited.
“Mother,” Bekai inclined her head to Threedak as she approached the holographic display. “We’ve received a signal from Kahtash’s communication officer. They’re ready to put you on fleetwide on ten seconds notice. Right now the fleet is just waiting for your address.”
“Very well,” Threedak replied, stepping in front of the cameras that would broadcast a three dimensional image of herself to the battlefleet and governmental offices all across the empire.
“This is Meridian Station,” Bekai said after pressing the transmit button. “Empress Threedak will begin transmitting in ten seconds.”
She stood as tall as her slight stature would let her on four legs and tried to ignore the bustle of the Dhajtel operating equipment behind her. She didn’t often speak to all of her people. Rather, she had become an almost mythological figure working behind the scenes to ensure the empire’s growth and success. Even if she was unpracticed as a public speaker, the memories of Jon Reaves and Franklin Mitchell were there to guide her. Her eyelids closed for a second as she mentally leaned on both of them, absorbing their thoughts and advice.
Then the light next to the camera turned green and Threedak’s eyes snapped open.
“Women of the Navy,” Threedak squared herself toward the camera, trying to look as formal as possible. “My name is Threedak and you may know me as the Empress of the Dhajtel. Others amongst you know me as their mother, grandmother or great grandmother. Whatever our relation, I am speaking to you from a place of immense gratitude.”
“As you know, everything we have created on Dhaj is transitory,” she continued, a grasper waving at the planet beneath her feet. “Our race’s legacy has always been the stars themselves. Any civilization tied to just one planet could disappear in the nictation of a membrane. Only by expanding our empire to multiple worlds can we give our daughters room to grow and the security they will need to join us.”
“Even before we touched the stars we knew that the Dhajtel were not alone,” Threedak’s voice lowered as her neck pouches swelled, the instinctive response of a Dhajtel responding to a challenge. “The galaxy is a vast and dangerous place. From Humanity we have inherited knowledge and purpose, a birthright like no other. We have also inherited their enemies. The invaders.”
“Everything we have built is in their shadows,” her voice vibrated as the pouches thrummed. “From the first day we smelted iron and fashioned it into a crude blade, we knew that the invaders were that blade’s eventual goal. We assumed we would have centuries. Our world is so far from Earth that we would have time to expand the empire and build up our forces before we encountered the invaders.”
“We were wrong,” Threedak’s voice quieted. Her eyes glistened with unshed moisture. “I never bothered to ask where the invader fleet that shot down the arks went. I never even thought that it still might be in the system, licking its wounds. Captain Laksheer due to that oversight. Sacrificed herself so that tens of thousands of your sisters and daughters might escape to Dhaj and live.”
“We were wrong,” her voice swelled, a bass thrum that almost rattled the equipment in the command center. “But we were not unprepared. Even before we expanded our solar colonies, we built up the navy to expel just such a threat.”
“Today,” her breath began to burn in her throat from the prolonged speech but Threedak continued regardless. “I envy all of you. You are taking up my mantle to avenge Captain Laksheer and protect our race. The enemy is vicious and well armed. Not all of you will survive the coming conflict, but the rest will return victorious with blood wetting your teeth and a song in your hearts.”
“Marshal Kahtash,” Threedak fought with her entire being to avoid coughing as the air burned and rasped through her lungs like sandpaper. “Though the stars may burn and the sky may fall, you will lead my daughters to victory. I would tell you to make me proud, but you already have. All of you have. Commence the operation, you have command.”
With a chop of Threedak’s grasper, Bekai pressed the button that terminated the transmission. Immediately, Threedak doubled over coughing, her entire torso shaking as her lungs spasmed in agony. Pinrakt stepped forward, extending her grasper toward Threedak only for Threedak to shoo her away.
“There will be time to talk of this when Kahtash returns,” Threedak ground out, furtively checking the grasper that had been over her mouth for blood. This time, there was none. “For now, edit my weakness out of the stream. To the people, I am a symbol. They can’t hear any word of this.”
The room swam around Threedak as she struggled to pull enough air into her aching lungs. If Dormah were nearby and they weren’t in public, the doctor could provide her with a facemask pumping pure cool oxygen to soothe her ravaged pulmonary system. Today, that wasn’t an option. The people needed their symbol standing tall and strong as they triumphed over their hated foes. For the moment, infirmity wasn’t an option.
After the delay enforce on their communications by light speed transmission, Kahtash’s image appeared on the holographic display, most of her body hidden behind the environmental suit designed to keep her alive in the event of sudden depressurization. Through the suit’s facemask, Threedak could see the resolve in her daughter’s face, highlighted by her dark orange markings. She slammed her armored forearm to the chest of her suit in clattering salute.
“The Empress has given her order,” Kahtash replied, steel in her voice. “Turn on active sensors so we can see what we’re dealing with. It’s time to pay back the invaders that butchered Captain Laksheer in kind. We might have been unable to collect her body for her daughters, but we WILL end this threat to our people today and we will do it in memory of her sacrifice.”
Beyond Kahtash, the bridge erupted into cheers. A far cry from the uneasy silence filling the command center as most of the staff looked at her worriedly. Threedak refused to let their worry trouble her. Kahtash was on the cusp of history, in a mere hour or so she would be the first being, Dhajtel or Human to defeat the invaders. Admittedly, the fleets the humans encountered dwarfed the handful of run down torchships Kahtash would be facing today. Still, even a lopsided win would be good for morale.
The data from the active sensor ping came back, and Threedak let out a sigh of relief. There were only five invader torchships around the moon. The only information the active sensors added to their scouting report was the moderate industrialization of the moon. Small craft periodically flew to and from the planetoid, likely carrying goods and materials. They were building something.
Threedak frowned. Whatever the invaders were building, it wasn’t done yet. The constant flow of cargo ships told her that. What worried her was the amount of time the invaders had to build whatever it was. She didn’t know when this particular moon was colonized, but the invaders had likely been in system since Ashley Koenig’s shuttle crashed into the great desert. That was a long time to build something that wasn’t yet working.
On screen, the great green oval representing the two kilometer bulk of the Empress Threedak surged forward surrounded by the six green triangles of her torchship companions. The time for indecision and worrying was over. If the invaders had built something capable of tipping the balance on the moon, Kahtash would find out shortly. For now, there was nothing to do but wait as the great warships burned toward the enemy base.
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2020.09.17 04:29 MidnightPaper Hidden camera doctors office

Part 1
It’s gone. The first Midnight Paper, which arrived last Friday, has somehow vanished. I put it in a drawer in my dad's study and now it’s gone. Either someone broke in and stole it or it…I don’t know. It sounds ridiculous but then again this whole thing is. Maybe it disappeared on its own.
After last time, I wanted to be prepared. Tonight, I set a chair by the front door and waited anxiously since 11 o’clock. Every time a car drove by, every time a leaf crunched on the asphalt outside, I rushed to the peephole. Nothing.
The minutes dragged, time seemed to stretch. I’ve felt this feeling before, when I ordered something I really wanted online, and I knew it was delivery day.
But this was different. Something about this paper is just…wrong. If anyone else has gotten one, you’d know. It feels like looking at something you’re not meant to be seeing. Like it somehow slipped through the cracks, past all the rigid laws of ordinary life, and made its way to you. Holding one in your hand feels like you’re touching a physical manifestation of a mistake. I imagine this is what it feels like when you touch something radioactive as if every second that it’s in your presence it’s somehow warping the very fabric of your life.
11:55. It’s close. My heart’s beating fast, the anticipation coursing through me like a drug. I stood in front of the peephole, not wanting to miss a second.
I was looking at my front porch. The street outside was dark, and the front steps were illuminated only by the light above the doorway. I’d placed the welcome mat a little further away, so I could see it clearly through the peephole.
And that’s when it happened. The light above the doorway starred to flicker slowly, then faster and faster. Suddenly, it shut off completely. The entire porch was smothered in darkness, the only light coming from the streetlights outside. Somehow, the shadows around my doorstep were darker than the rest, as if swallowing every last hint of light.
Then the light turned on again. Through the peephole, I could see that my front porch looked normal. The bulb above the doorway shone steadily as if nothing had happened.
I rushed, my fingers slamming against the lock, and pulled the front door open. The front porch was empty. The street was empty. One second passed. Two. The normal sounds of the world around me started to seep back in.
I looked down at the welcome mat and it was there, a bundle of black paper, wrapped tightly with black twine.
I hesitated for a moment before grabbing it. Should I bring it inside? Should I read it out here? Should I read it at all?
Then I grabbed it anyway. I had read one. That threshold had already been crossed.
I took the paper into my dad’s study and set it down on his desk. The knife from the kitchen was already there. All the pieces were in place. All I had to do was read it.
I grabbed the knife, cut the twine, and watched the paper unfurl itself like a strange flower.
Immediately, the white words jumped out at me, and I started reading. There were a few pages this time, including the front cover, but still only one story.
This is what was printed on those black pages:
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THE REMOVAL DOCTOR: POLICE WARN OF DANGEROUS INDIVIDUAL
After a spate of reports of a so-called “Removal Doctor,” local police urge residents to stay away from strangers who approach them in public places and to avoid abandoned buildings of any kind.
It started a few months ago. The first report appeared on an online forum for reporting interactions with strange individuals. And this one certainly fit the bill.
The anonymous user stated that she was walking across a public park just before closing time when a man approached her and introduced himself as “the Removal Doctor.” The woman wrote that, at the time, the man seemed “professional,” “reliable,” and had a “strange persuasiveness” about him.
The man gave the woman a card and walked off. She has since lost it, but according to her, the card simply had an address printed on either side.
The next day, the woman decided to check the address out. She inputted it into a map application and arrived…only to discover that the building had long since been abandoned.
Undeterred, she found an open door and walked in. The rest is internet history.
Inside the building, the woman was greeted by what looked like a state-of-the-art clinic. The floors were epoxy and spotless. The walls were painted white, and there were tarps set up to cover any broken windows. There were even fluorescent lights hanging from the ceiling.
This was a far cry from the “kill room” the woman had imagined upon finding the abandoned location…but now her mind was wandering more toward an underground organ trafficking ring. She was half right.
The woman reports that she found the door to a clinic in the back of the building. She knocked and was welcomed inside.
What was awaiting her was a consultation office straight out of a high-end hospital. There were doors to several rooms, one she could see was labeled as containing a CAT scan machine, another was labeled as a dental office.
In the center of the room was a desk, and behind that desk was the same man she had met in the public park. The woman was unable to describe him clearly in her post, only stating that the man was wearing a lab coat and that his face was hidden behind a surgical mask.
The man wasted no time getting down to business. He introduced himself again as “the Removal Doctor,” and explained to her that he was in the business of “removing things” from the human body. “Anything you can think of,” he said.
The woman was clearly unconvinced (and somewhat alarmed), but the man assured her that it was a voluntary procedure and one that had the potential to be life-saving.
The “doctor” proceeded to ask the woman to “name one thing about herself” that she was unhappy with. “A memory, a body part, an inconvenient habit.” Anything. “Even a tumor or a fatal condition such as cancer or a clogged artery.”
Online, the woman admits that she wasn’t “in her right mind.” She was, after all, ignoring a million red flags that are staples of a dozen alleged accounts. Accounts that have transcended culture, time, and location, to become old-wives tales everyone has grown up with. Like waking up in a bathtub filled with ice only to discover that your kidneys have been stolen, for example.
Luckily, this wouldn’t be the case for this woman. Nor has it been the case for anyone who has encountered this strange man. There was no bathtub filled with ice, at least.
The woman decided against asking to have anything physical removed, perhaps fearing that there were other parties listening in who were ready to act on her words right away. She did, however, state that she wouldn’t mind parting with her “crippling procrastination.’
The “doctor” nodded, as if he were expecting this answer, then explained to her that this was “an exchange.” He would take something she didn’t want about herself, but he could pick anything of her’s that he wanted in return. The woman was hesitant but ultimately agreed, allowing the man to lead her to a private examination room.
The woman claims that, a few hours later, she woke up in the same building…but everything around her was different. The floor was filthy concrete, the walls were covered in chipped paint, and there were no examination rooms or medical equipment of any kind.
She stated that she immediately chastised herself mentally, for falling for a trick a child could see through. After quickly checking herself for stitches or wounds, she was unable to find any mark on her skin. “Not even a bruise,” she wrote.
It was only a few days later that she realized that something actually had happened in that building. She’s a writer, and she was unable to start working before hours upon hours of watching YouTube videos and playing mobile games. But now, she could sit and get to work immediately. It really did seem like the Removal Doctor had “surgically removed” her procrastination. She was elated…but only at first.
Soon, she realized that something was wrong. First, it happened when she was in a video chat with her sister and her newborn. Then, it happened when her girlfriend arrived at their apartment. Finally, she confirmed her fears in front of their bathroom mirror…no matter how hard she tried, or for how long, she was unable to smile.
Dozens of doctor’s appointments later, the cause is still unknown. “Some of them have said that it may be a mild facial paralysis caused by stress. But I know better,” the woman wrote.
She’s convinced it was the Removal Doctor. “I hate him,” she wrote in her post, “everyone used to say I had the nicest smile. Now it’s gone.”
But, why take her smile? The woman described her last moments of consciousness. Just as the Removal Doctor administered an IV filled with anesthetic, she spotted a room off to one side. The door was half-open, and she could see a gurney with a blanket over it. It was obvious that, given the size and the shape of what was underneath it, that it was a person. But the shape was wrong.
“Parts were missing,” she wrote, “the shape was off. But it had a head and two legs.” There were jars along the far wall…jars with all manner of body parts.
There are nights, the woman wrote, where she dreams she’s back in that strange clinic. Nights where she’s convinced she remembers part of what happened when she was under. She spots grotesque and bizarre surgical tools through blurry eyes, hears the doctor muttering to himself. Hears him say that something, or someone, is “almost complete.”
Other stories about the Removal Doctor’s “patients” have surfaced. One man who claimed to have asked the Doctor to remove his addiction to cigarettes had his tongue removed as well. Another man who asked to have his fear of heights removed had his ability to drive taken. A man with a brain tumor asked for it to be removed, only to wake up without one of his legs. A woman asked for her depression to be removed, and lost one of her eyes in the process…
One of the accounts spreading the rumor even claimed that a missing person who was found without his head was one of the Doctor’s victims. Still, when asked what, if anything, this person may have asked to have removed, this anonymous poster couldn’t say. “Whatever it was, it had to be huge. Maybe something that he and a large group of people shared, like a fear or a financial condition.” Speculation abounds in most of these reports, but this headless corpse shares something in common with all other alleged reports.
In all cases, there were no stitches, no wounds, no scars of any kind. Whatever the Doctor took, it was as if it had never existed. This fact has baffled both law enforcement and medical professionals looking into these reports.
This publication would like to remind you of the police department’s request. If a man approaches you with a business card and introduces himself as “the Removal Doctor,” remove yourself from the situation immediately and call 911 when at a safe distance to report your sighting. Do not, under any circumstances, go to the address on the card. Do not, under any circumstances, ask for something to be removed from your body or your personality…you will lose something in return.
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I put the paper down, confusion growing through my brain like a strange kind of infection. I could feel my heart beating faster again. I knew something was wrong, not just because of what was written on the pages or how the paper was delivered.
A few internet searches later and I found out I was right. There were no reports online of a “Removal Doctor,” or a “Ledge Game” either. So why were the articles mentioning their presence on the internet and the media? Was the writer of these articles just making these reports up? I still down know, but doesn’t feel like it. The stories don’t “feel” fake. They feel real. Like they’re happening close by.
I decided to take a few photos of the paper with my phone and soon realized that this wasn’t an easy process. It was like there was something on the page that reacted badly with the camera lens. I tried taking a photo with the flash on and off, but it made no difference. The picture was ruined either way.
I’ve linked the photo along with this new article. I hope it serves as a way to both prove my story and also to document each paper if they also go missing. You can find it here if you’d like to see it: https://imgur.com/a/v0XSDTt
If what my dad said was true, I’ve made a grave mistake. “Never read one,” he told me once. I asked him why, but he wouldn’t say. He just changed the subject or blurted out “just don’t” or “because.” Eventually, I thought he was just trying to scare me, and forgot all about it. Now I wish I had asked him more about the Midnight Paper. About why I should never read it, about whether or not I should even touch it or bring it inside.
All I know is that my dad said the paper arrived on Wednesdays and Fridays at our home. So there’ll be another one coming Friday night. It seems like it’s too soon. Too overwhelming. But I’m going to keep going, to keep documenting it. And next time, I want to try to have the door open when the shadow shows up once again.
Part 3
Part 4
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2020.09.17 01:41 TheEggplantEconomist Hidden camera doctors office

Joel struggled to find the right words.
He’d written so much so often lately that it had become difficult not to describe his thoughts but to piece together sentences that differentiated them from one another.
“Incompetent,” he typed, then paused.
No, scratch that, he thought. Delete, delete, delete.
“Negligent,” came out through the flurry of clicks.
Too easy to rebut, he thought.
“Malignant and diseased,” he typed as a sneer crossed his face and tears spilled over his lip and into his mouth.
He’d found the perfect words with the perfect weight.
He hit the enter key and felt a wave of exhilaration that made his face flush.
Just two months and more than a hundred thousand words ago, Joel decided he’d had enough of his mother, his boss and what felt like a million others walking across his back each day. Any man with an ounce of pride would never have taken the abuse so long, which meant there was no reason to take it a day longer, Joel thought as he stared at his paunchy reflection in a mirror spotted with flecks of toothpaste.
“I will build my own empire. Today,” he whispered through gritted teeth then wiped away the evidence of his sobbing and put in eye drops hoping to avoid tipping off his mother that he’d been crying again.
But the groundbreaking had to wait. Eight or nine hours, at least. Mr. Figginbottom promised Joel he’d be fired if he called out again and Joel was sure the octogenarian wasn’t lying this time. His boss’s 50-something nephew had recently moved back to town, surely after being kicked out of his own mother’s house after yet another failed stint at a rehab, and Mr. Figginbottom was looking for any excuse to give away Joel’s gig. And while no man ever became rich selling pool supplies for a man who couldn’t even become rich owning a small chain of pool supply stores, Joel needed at least one more paycheck to cover his own startup expenses.
The windfall came sooner than expected, though. Joel had barely clocked in when the phone at the front desk rang. INTERNAL, it said.
“Checkout, this is Joel,” he answered.
“Joel, this is Figs. Can you come back and see Linda in my office?”
“It’s a little busy up here, actually. There’s a woman who was asking Roger for help with chlorine tablets and as soon as she asked, two more people walked in …”
“Joel, I want to make clear that I wasn’t asking a question, I was giving an order,” the man on the line said.
A long silence took hold before Mr. Figginbottom tired of waiting.
“Joel, I said …”
“Yessir, be right back,” Joel said and slammed down the receiver.
Joel was surprised to see Mr. Figginbottom in the office.
“I thought Linda was supposed to be here,” Joel said from the doorway, still holding the knob.
“She’s right there,” Mr. Figginbottom said, pointing to a blonde woman holding a clipboard sitting on the small sofa hidden behind the door.
“Hi, Joel,” she said warmly as she leaned into view.
“Son, sit down,” Mr. Figginbottom said.
Joel had no idea what this could be about but he wondered if it wasn’t his opportunity to preemptively quit. To tell Mr. Figginbottom this was the worst job he had ever had working for the biggest idiot he had ever met who owned the worst company in the world.
“Joel, we saw the tape,” Mr. Figginbottom said. “I’ll be honest, I’m half tempted to beat you myself first but Linda here says that’s not going to look good for my insurance rates, so I’m just going to tell you to get out of here right now.”
Joel was stuck on the part about the tape when he realized there was more to process.
“Joel, actually, there are some papers we have to go over,” Linda said as she began pulling some documents from beneath the clipboard’s hinge. Mr. Figginbottom cocked his head, a little perturbed the office manager’s politeness had sucked the vinegar out of the rant he was building up to.
“Wait, what tape?” Joel asked.
Mr. Figginbottom looked at Linda, who turned back to Joel and opened her mouth to speak before being cut off.
“Joel, there’s a security camera in the back of the building,” Mr. Figginbottom said as he leaned across the desk, face reddening as the position pulled his shirt taught and made the rolls of fat hang out over his collar more than usual. “We started getting complaints from the closer that someone was blowing mud behind the dumpster. We looked at the camera, and by God, if that wasn’t you, Joel.”
That much was true. Joel had always hated going to the bathroom at work. Or rather, he hated going to the bathroom in the bathroom at work. It was a single-stall, unisex bathroom the employees shared with customers. It was usually clean enough — Joel often had to take care of that himself — but it was a cacophonous tile room that sent reverberations of even the gentlest tinkle throughout the store. There was a smaller but better-insulated facility in the back room but that was reserved solely for Mr. Figginbottom, who had “the I.B. syndrome,” as he’d often say unburdened with the shame Joel carried for such talk. The way Joel saw it, he had no other choice but to go behind the dumpster.
“Son, are you even listening?” Mr. Figginbottom asked as he pulled a handkerchief from the pocket of his plaid western shirt and wiped the beading sweat off his bald head.
Mr. Figginbottom leaned back in the chair again and swallowed hard, covering his mouth.
“I’m nauseous right now thinking about that video, you …”
“Fig,” Linda interrupted, “we talked about the paperwork for Joel? Remember the paperwork?”
The rest was a bit of a blur. Crying now for the second time in an hour, Joel nodded along as Linda told him about how he could sign up for COBRA Health Insurance and how he’d have 10 days to return all three of his work shirts, properly washed and pressed, please.
“And you’ve accrued 32 vacation hours that we’ll be paying you out for today along with the rest of your scheduled hours for this week,” Linda said as she handed him a check in exchange for the clipboard full of documents he’d been signing.
It was 9:25 a.m. Monday and Joel held $388 in his hands. The tears started to dry as he realized this was his seed money. Mr. Figginbottom had inadvertently become an angel investor.
Thirty minutes later, Joel was a new man. He paid his mother $300 for two months’ rent in advance and he was a free man for the next 60 days. Nothing could get in the way of his empire now.
First, though, Joel needed to get something off his chest. He pulled out his laptop and signed in to a Facebook account under the name Colby Stimpson, a chiseled man with perfect hair whose stock photos Joel stole for an account he used to stalk all the girls he knew a decade ago high school who wouldn’t accept a friend request from his real account.
“If I could give Fig’s Pools no stars, I would,” Joel typed into the review field as Colby Stimpson. “It is run by a fat and old man who loves having power over everyone for no reason other than he has the IB syndrome … aka DIHARREA! He also loves his employee Linda so much he has sex with her at work without his wife. I suggest you try a different pool company that cares for its customers because this is a no star place with an owner who could drop dead and anyone could care less!”
Joel slept as well as he had in months that night and awoke at 2 p.m. thanks to the blackout curtains he bought the afternoon before. It was an investment in himself, he thought as he watched his newfound nest egg dip to about $50.
He rolled over and picked up his phone to open /hentai but saw a stack of text message alerts on his lock screen, all from Roger at the pool store.
“Can’t believe it. So crazy!” the latest message read. “I guess it happened last night when he got home,” another read as the story unraveled in reverse as Joel scrolled to the top of the text chain.
“Figs is DEAD!” the first message said.
“LOL,” Joel replied, following up with a laughing emoji.
The next few days were a mix of emotions for Joel. He had intended to spend them building an empire of some kind — maybe an app company or a place that sold graphic novels and adult novelties, he thought — but instead found himself watching anime and wondering whether it was right to feel so vindicated by Mr. Figginbottom’s death. Confused by his own emotions, he left the house for the first time since being fired and walked the two blocks to the Stop-N-Shop.
He filled up the handbasket with a dozen Little Debbie snack cakes and as many Rockstar energy drinks before throwing a one-pound back of pretzels on top of it all.
“Forty-six eighty-eight,” the man at the counter said after scanning it all.
It seemed like a lot of money for groceries but it was enough to let Joel avoid leaving the house again for a least three or four days.
The card reader let out a flat honk. “Declined,” the man behind the counter said.
“Let me try it again,” Joel said.
HONK.
“Do you have another way to pay?” the man asked Joel.
“No, but there’s at least $50 in the account,” he said.
“It’s declined. Do you have cash?”
“No, but there’s money in there.”
“Then you’ll have to go to the bank to get your cash out,” the man said, pulling the handbasket across the counter to his side.
“If there was negative stars this place would get them all,” Colby Stimpson’s review read. “They won’t do business with their best shoppers and it means they will LOOSE THEM ALL! Bad customer service = never shopping there again because of the experience. Totally negligent and discrimination from the clarks with no respect. I wouldn’t give a rip if this place burned down tomorrow. Shop at a better place who cares about customers such as Murphy’s.”
Joel’s hunger strike didn’t last long. He woke up the next morning with an empty stomach and a headache so bad he winced. He needed sugar and caffeine. He put on his Crocs, pulled $5 in quarters from the old coffee tin his mother used to collect coins and started his trek to the Stop-N-Shop. He had barely turned the first corner when he saw the black smoke rising from the other side of the strip mall. He picked up his pace excited at the prospect of seeing something burning down and turned the last corner wheezing from the brisk walk to find a few beams and a row of gas pumps covered in ash where the Stop-N-Shop was a day earlier.
The fire must have started hours ago because only one fire truck remained and its sirens weren’t even on. How the sound didn’t wake him up just two blocks away was a mystery but the store caught fire sometime during the night and there was nothing but rubble left.
Joel was dismayed by his first thought. “I’ll have to walk another six blocks to the next store.”
His second thought put him in a better mood: “I did this.”
Joel spent the rest of the afternoon pacing his room taking mental note of everyone and every company that had ever wronged him, no matter how minor a slight.
“I wish there were zero stars instead of one star but it’s thanks to everyone gets a trophy in this society,” read Colby Stimpson’s screed on the Old Navy Facebook page. “The employees at this particular location are very judgemental and have no interest in finding what is the truth from lying customers. They have a changing room that is just a curtain and if you are man and are shopping there and have to try on clothes you can’t knock on a curtain. And when you open it and there’s a girl in there the employees at this location will say the cops are coming even though you followed all their own rules. I hope they all get laid off for being INCOMPETENT!”
Joel stayed up for hours on end posting in an almost fugue state. Long-forgotten memories came flooding back.
A Hormel Chili can that had some kind of root vegetable in it. “Can you say health codes? What is going on in that factory?”
A grocery store that was always out of his favorite pasta sauce. “Disappointing to say the least. This store needs to be shut down ASTAT!”
A Target whose manager once refused to let him return a package of briefs that were too small. “This store is a scam! How would you even know if they fit if you can’t try them on but then you can’t return them once you put them on? The BBB needs to investigate this illegitimate business.”
In the weeks that followed came a reign of terror. Inspectors shut down canneries for unsanitary conditions. Shopping malls closed, taking out all of their tenants at once. Stock prices dropped and stores were closed after bad earnings calls.
From his fingertips to God’s ears.
As time went on, Joel realized it was easier than he first realized. He hardly had to mention a slight or even why he was offering a one-star rating. Just posting an inane comment in the reviews was enough to cause some damage.
“This hammer looks weak and dumb. One star crap,” Colby Stimpson’s review read. A week later, a pallet of ball-peen hammers crushed a warehouse worker at an Amazon fulfillment center 1,200 miles away.
The allure of this new power kept Joel so occupied that he rarely left his room. He barely had time to eat between screeds and he had lost almost 20 pounds in a month. He had only seen his mother twice in that time, so he hadn’t noticed she, too, was quickly losing weight until she collapsed in the shower.
Joel’s fingers tapped on his knees, as much a nervous tick as a habit now as he sat next to his mother’s hospital bed. There were machines and tubes keeping her stable but the doctor warned him they were a temporary fix at best. Days, maybe hours, were all she had left.
Joel awoke the next morning to a nurse sitting next to him in the waiting room her a hand on his arm.
“Are you Mr. J. Porter? Annie’s son?” she asked as Joel sat up and nodded. “I’m sorry, sir, but your mother has passed.”
Joel spent the next two hours walking home to clear his mind and subconsciously avoiding his destination by taking the long way through a park. He sat at a picnic table for a moment and felt the tears cut chilly trails down his face in the crisp fall air. Phone in hand, he opened Facebook and searched for the hospital’s page.
“I wish I could surgically remove stars from the ratings because the doctors and employees here are MALIGNANT AND DISEASED and all their tools look more like they are from 1819 not 2019,” read Colby Stimpson’s review. “This place is so filthy I would not be surprised if they cause a new plague.”
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2020.09.11 18:24 Brent-Miller [Powerless] - Chapter 12

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Medical professionals are baffled by a one-of-a-kind genetic disorder presented in a rural Oklahoma town. A child born last night stunned the staff by emanating light from his body. Eyewitnesses claim the infant cried when the lights were extinguished before glowing on his own and illuminating the room. The doctors have taken bloodwork and are running tests, but so far, the child seems otherwise normal. While information is limited, theorists have taken to the Internet to pitch their own ideas. Some refer to this child as “superhuman” while others believe this to be evidence of the United States government hiding extraterrestrial activity. We’ll keep you updated with the latest as the results for testing come in. – Jonathan Simmons, 0 Anno Imperi Ortu
Pulling the hood of my jacket over my head, I prepare for my next adventure. A single flickering light illuminates a section of my base, where I have set up a few sheets I managed to scrounge out of a dumpster. I’m grateful the construction workers have already completed the wiring of the basement because it grants me that light, but the exposed wires around me don’t give me much confidence.
I shuffle through my stash beside my bed. I have a few non-perishables and some leftovers from the garbage, but I’m not confident they’re edible. I hate stealing, but people don’t discard enough food for me to survive on the scraps.
I pull the cord on the hood, tightening it around my face. Turning away, I find my way to the stairs. Slowly, muting each step, I ascend into daylight. Having lost concept of time, I don’t know if it has been days or hours since I’ve seen the sun. Either way, it burns my eyes, so I offer myself shade with my hand.
I duck under a girder and walk through an unfinished wall. Glancing around the street to make sure it’s empty, I emerge from the relative safety of my hideout and try to avoid arousing suspicion. Keeping my head low, I wander through the city.
I miss the taste of cereal in the morning. I miss my mother’s smile. Right now, I’d even take one filled with pity. I miss Ashley and my dad. I miss Rhett. I need human interaction.
Shaking my head, I force my thoughts of self-pity away. I can’t be concerned about anything so trivial. My primary objective while I’m out is procuring food. Some sort of reading material would be nice as well, but I don’t think I can get into a library without arousing suspicion.
Someone approaches me from down the street, so I duck into an alleyway and hide behind a dumpster. Squatting down, I wait for the stranger to pass before I peek my head out and scan the area for more activity. Satisfied with the lack of motion, I continue on my way.
I know it’s unwise, but I can’t help but head toward my house. Carefully choosing the least populated streets, I weave my way through neighborhoods. The green grass and well-managed gardens are a welcome sight. The various colors of the houses seem to reactive the cones in my eyes.
Finally, I reach my street. As usual, there is a Peacekeeper standing outside trying to appear inconspicuous. Even if he weren’t present, I know I couldn’t walk in. There is almost definitely another Peacekeeper concealing themselves, and I wouldn’t be surprised if there were more inside.
I’ve tried to master the art of echolocation, but I’m still learning. Closing my eyes, I release a small, undetectable telekinetic burst in all directions around me. I wait for each piece of the wave to bounce back toward me. As expected, most of the energy collides with the surrounding buildings. Other pieces collide with the Peacekeeper standing in a black suit outside my house. His partner – invisible as expected – is beside him.
Quietly, I sigh and take one last look at my old home. Mom, Dad, and Ashley are probably in there right now. I wonder if they’re worried about me or if they’ve already given up. I wonder if they believe what they’ve heard.
One more stop before I get food. I have to try the library again. The librarians have proven too quick at emptying the return bin in the past, but I can’t give up. I would take anything – even a children’s book. Anything to give my brain the smallest amount of stimulation.
As I approach, I see a crowd entering the building. The library also has far more cameras than the average street. I can’t get too close, but I can see the return bin. Focusing intently, I picture the air within the bin. In my mind, the air rises, bringing itself to the top of the bin. Glancing down, I see that I’m guiding that motion with my hands. The door of the bin vibrates, but that’s the extent of the movement. Whether its empty or my plan is merely a desperate and nonsensical gambit, I’ll have to wallow in m boredom.
Sighing, I turn away and head toward the market. This is the real reason I came out anyway, so my expedition doesn’t have to be a complete failure. I feel hunger pangs growing more vicious, demanding to be sated.
The market is filled with people, but that’s actually better for me here. I know where the cameras are and which alleys offer shelter from them. I can also blend into the shuffle with relative ease. I slip into the crowd and keep my head down, searching for a vendor with easily accessible food.
Over the cacophony of various voices, I hear static from a television within one of the stores. Separated from me by a glass wall, it flips through channels until it finally lands on the news. I step out of the moving crowd and gaze at the screen.
“Peacekeepers are still searching for the culprit of the terrorist attack on the high school,” the reporter announces. The screen displays an image of the entrance caved in. I watch as Derrick pushes aside rubble and pulls Fillion from the wreckage. Turning on his heels, he runs back into the school building. Suddenly, my picture appears in the bottom left corner. “Class I Powerless Carson Adachi is the perpetrator. Councilman Derrick Levine witnessed the attack, but was unable to pursue the assailant because he was focusing on rescuing survivors.
“Any information on Carson Adachi’s whereabouts should be reported to Peacekeepers immediately. The Council will reward your loyalty.”
I scoff, staring at the screen in disbelief. I know they’ve been running similar stories, but this is the first time I’ve seen this one. They’re hiding most of the facts, of course, but now they’re also spinning it to make Derrick look like a hero. I wish I could convince people they were being lied to, but I know they’ll blindly believe the Council. I need solid evidence, and at the moment all of the evidence which exists is stacked against me. The footage continues and pans out to show me running from the wreckage. It’s completely condemning.
“This individual should be treated as armed and dangerous. Do not approach. Inform the Peacekeepers.”
I wonder how often they’re posting my pictures in the news. It’s going to become even less possible for me to sneak through the city without getting caught. I don’t know how much longer my lifestyle will be able to support me.
Stepping backward, I fall back into the crowd. The news repeats the story as if it’s the only thing worth talking about. I think it might be, actually. Normally, everyone pretends to be so happy. There’s rarely anything interesting to report.
I don’t have many options. I can’t wait for the news to end. It could repeat forever, or at least until everyone has cleared from the market and taken my cover. If I try to escape now, I’ll starve. I have to try to get food and get back to my hideout as soon as possible.
Keeping my head hung low, I approach a stall. Fruit is displayed in front of me in cartons. It’s easily accessible, but I need a distraction. Someone else rushes past me, so I pull a quick burst of air toward me. Clumsily, the passerby bumps into the fruit stand and sends apples tumbling to the ground. The shopkeeper, shouting profanities, shoos the offender away while he apologizes profusely. Sneakily, I slip an apple into each of the pockets of my hoodie before disappearing back into the crowd.
Fruit is great, and it will temporarily calm the raging hunger building within me, but it won’t be enough to keep me alive. I have to find more than two measly apples. I need a source of protein. Surfing the crowd, I find my way to the meats. This is going to be trickier, because I can’t pour the contents over the ground. Not only are they less easily accessible, I also don’t want to destroy a shopkeeper’s livelihood simply to eat.
A glass counter separates me from my prize this time, and I’m not sure how I plan on getting around that. If I could trick the shopkeeper into looking away for a long enough time, I could bring the meat to myself, but that isn’t feasible. Even if he doesn’t notice, someone else is bound to. No, I have to think of something else.
I approach the counter, keeping my eyes focused on the meats and my face out of view of the shopkeeper. Silently, I look over each cut, pretending I wouldn’t be satisfied with any of them. I cross my arms, narrowing my eyes and ducking down as if to get a better look. I’m almost hungry enough to eat this raw.
“Anything catch your interest?” The butcher asks.
“I’m not sure, they look dry,” I shrug.
“Dry?” He laughs. “Each of these are marinated for at least twenty-four hours.”
“That’s all?” I counter.
“You’re free to shop around,” he snaps.
“Fine, fine,” I say. “I’ll take one pound of the brisket.”
“I’ll wrap that up for you,” he says. I catch myself drooling as he places the brisket in paper and folds it closed. Setting it on a scale, he demonstrates his impressive accuracy. I wonder if he’s a Sensor who can feel weight as a scale. It’s quite a useless power in everyday life, but Artisans seem to make use of it.
Another customer approaches the counter while the butcher is distracted. This could be my opportunity. He turns toward us and I avert my gaze, realizing I’ve been ravenously eyeing my dinner.
“One moment, sir,” the butcher says.
“It’s no bother, I can wait,” I wave dismissively.
“I only have the one scale,” he laughs, turning to face me. I panic, realizing that I don’t have a way to obtain the food. That becomes the least of my problems, though, when I see a look of recognition polluting his face. Leaving the scale behind, he walks closer to me and furrows his brow. I look down, but I know he’s seen me.
“Look at me, son,” he orders.
I pull his scale toward me. Carefully, I bring it to the ground. I want to startle him, but I can’t break his scale – especially after he’s just told me it’s his only one. The small crash pulls his attention away and he races to the scale. The packaged meat rolls off the scale and I direct its path, bringing it around the stall. Kneeling down, I grab it and quickly walk off.
“Hey, you didn’t pay for that,” the other customer yells. Why do people have to keep butting into other people’s business? “Stop him, he’s a thief!”
I pick up the pace as the butcher leaves his stall to chase me down. I’m hoping he decides I’m not worth pursuing. He’d have to leave his stand, exposing all of his merchandise to potential thieves.
“Officer! Help!” The butcher yells. “The kid in the red hoodie!”
This isn’t ideal. Commotion fills the air behind me and the patrons of the market fall to the sides, creating space for the Peacekeepers. I break into I run, clutching my food for dear life. I glance over my shoulder and see two enforcement officers gaining on me.
Releasing a burst of energy, I detect an invisible one on the street in front of me. Diverting my path, I turn down an alleyway. I knock down a banner for a stall and a few boxes as I run. I hate harming the innocent, but I need to put obstacles in the path of the Peacekeepers. I can’t guess their powers, but a Runner would quickly bring my day from bad to worse. One of the Peacekeepers rams his shin into the crates, but the other jumps over with ease. I turn down another corner, trying to weave my way through the alleys. I have walked these paths dozens of times specifically for this circumstance. I need to stay calm, I know I can handle this.
“Stop!” The Peacekeeper orders, turning the corner and growing closer to me. With one hand, I clutch the meat tightly, hoping my apples don’t fall from my pockets. Every piece of food I can find matters, especially now that I can’t go back to the market for a few days. I point my open hand behind me, shooting a blast of energy at the Peacekeeper. Like a fist slamming into his gut, the energy knocks him back. Gasping for air, he falls to his knees and clutches his stomach.
“I’m sorry,” I mutter, as if he can hear me. I know it doesn’t make my actions forgivable, but this is what I must do to survive. I hope it won’t always be this way, but for now, I’ll do what I must.
I turn another corner, leaving the gasping Peacekeeper behind me. After a few more turns, I find a large dumpster in an alley with no cameras. I jump into it and close the lid behind me.
The grotesque stench is almost enough to make me lose my appetite, but I’ve gone without food far too long for that to have a lasting effect.
My hoodie has been compromised. I remove it, wrap it around my apples and meat, and tie the sleeves together, creating a sack. Moving all the garbage to one side of the dumpster, I set my belongings in the corner and begin digging through the trash. I find a few cans of expired soup and an old pot, which will let me cook food over a fire without holding it there telekinetically and exhausting myself. I add those to my container and continue my search. Footsteps in the alley draw my attention. I cease all movement and listen as intently as possible.
“He went this way, I know it,” one Peacekeeper asserts. I silently curse myself, wishing I’d run further. My stamina failing me, I had taken the first and easiest respite. I hope that doesn’t come back to haunt me.
“He couldn’t have gone much farther,” the other agrees, running past the dumpster.
“Maybe he’s hiding,” the first surmises. No, they never check the dumpster. Please don’t check the dumpster. The footsteps grow closer and stop just outside my temporary abode. I hear the other draw a gun as the first reaches toward the lid. I clench my jaw, knowing what I have to do. Lying down, I form a ball around my belongings, making myself as small as possible. Then, I pull trash over myself, trying to keep a small bubble around myself to avoid getting too close to the filth.
The Peacekeepers lift the lid, poking at the top layer of trash. I feel the weight of everything I’m holding begin to bear down on me. I see the layer just above me begin to shake. A small notebook is dislodged, sneaking through my grasp, and falls on my head. I bite back a grunt and try to remain perfectly still. My brain aches as if it were physically responsible for holding the weight of the garbage. It seems to grow heavier and my head begins to pound. Finally, the lid closes and the Peacekeepers walk away. I push the trash aside, not leaving myself nearly as much space from it as I’d have liked.
A sleeve pokes out of the mountain of trash, so I grab it and pull it loose. I find a long-sleeve sweater with a hood. It’s pink and full of holes, but it’s better than the one which is now recognizable. I look through the notebook and find a few journal entries in feminine handwriting, but most of the pages are empty. I may not have much material to read, but I can write using one of the pens I’ve found scattered around the construction site. At least it will be something to keep my mind active.
I wait an hour in the unbearable stench until I’m confident the Peacekeepers are long gone. The pounding in my brain settles, which I take as a signal that I’m ready to use my power again. Pushing the lid open, I grab my things and slip on the sweater, pulling the hood over my head. With nightfall aiding me, I navigate through the dark alleys back to the Industrial district. Along the way, I release a few energy pulses. No one is anywhere nearby, thankfully. Finally, I see my building. Eagerly, I climb into the basement and breathe a sigh of relief. For good measure, I release one more energy pulse, but there’s nothing unexpected in my new home. I set my haul with the rest of my food and grab my pen. I’m almost more excited to write than to eat.
My stomach doesn’t agree with my list of priorities, and it howls at me. I set the book and pen down on my tattered sheet and unfold my old hoodie. I find my way to the campfire and strike two pieces of scrap metal together, igniting wood. With one hand, I levitate the brisket over the fire. With the other, I direct the smoke toward the stairway. Tomorrow, I will try to create a way to use the pot. For now, I’m too hungry to think.
After much longer than I would have liked, the meat finally begins to brown. The juice dripping down into the fire is slowly driving me insane. When I’m confident it’s safe to eat, I remove it and bite into it. I have to portion out the food – this has to last me a while. I carefully eat a reasonable amount of brisket before shredding the rest with my mind and storing it in empty cans around me. I can’t reseal the cans perfectly, but it’s better storage than nothing. I’m able to fill five cans – each one can be a reasonable meal. I have at least three days before I have to try to search for more food.
Leaning against the wall, I tap my pen against the notebook. I’m not sure how long I’ll survive with the entire world out to get me. When they do finally catch up with me, I want to leave something behind. Of course, odds are the Council will discover it first, but I feel the need to write something down, just in case. I decide to write my points to address the corruption in the Council.
“1. Centralized power with no checks and balances. 2. Assigning roles and not budging on them segregates the citizens and prevents them from uniting. 3. Giving people what they haven’t earned encourages laziness and fails the hard workers.”
No, this is boring. No one is going to want to read my list of problems. Even if they do, they’ll simply justify the Council’s behavior or argue that I can’t possibly know better. They’ll blindly worship their Council even if I give them logical reasons they shouldn’t. What will be far more effective is telling them my story. Most won’t believe, but some will.
“It all started on the day of Recruitment,” I start. Now I’m starting to judge my writing style, as if that’s the major purpose of this work. It’s not about entertainment, it’s supposed to be informative. Still, I have to capture the attention of my readers.
“As the alarm clock screams, ripping me from a peaceful sleep,” I begin before stalling once again. It’s not perfect, and I’ve heard too many warnings about starting with waking up. Regardless, that’s where my story starts. This will do nicely.
Rustling from above takes hold of my mind and I drop the pen and book. I jump to my feet and retreat to the darkness. Has the Council found me? I knew it was only a matter of time, but I had hoped I’d be able to write more than one sentence of my story. The world has to know what they did to me.
The stairs creak violently as someone slowly descends them. The intruder is clearly trying to be stealthy but failing miserably. He has yet to learn the sweet spots of the stairs like I have. Without stepping on them perfectly, one is bound to make enough noise to pull me from the deepest of slumbers. That’s part of the reason I love my hideout so much. Of course, if I make it out of this alive, I’ll have to leave it behind. Such is the life of a fugitive.
When the person reaches the bottom, I’m barely able to make out a face. It’s somewhat familiar, but I can’t place it. He doesn’t appear old enough to be an Peacekeeper, but I have no doubt he’s a Council sympathizer. I may be the only person left on the planet who isn’t. At least inside the walls of the city.
“Carson?” The young man calls. I remain hidden and absolutely silent. In denial, I convince myself that I may be able to keep my hideout if I’m quiet enough. I know I have to give up on that possibility. He’s already seen my things. I’ve been discovered.
“Carson,” he repeats. “I’m not with the Council. I’m here to help.”
I don’t trust him. I can’t. He won’t leave quietly, though. Perhaps I should take the first action. With a preemptive strike, I could kill him before he has the chance to alert anyone else. Even if it’s the most logical course of action, I can’t bring myself to do it. I don’t want to kill anyone – if for no other reason than because that would make me what they call me.
Still, I can’t give myself away. Instead, I push him against a wall. Staying in the shadows, I pin him to the wall telekinetically and press energy against his throat to stop him from calling for help. He begins choking, so I let up on the force slightly, but I refuse to release him. Emerging from the shadows and extending both arms toward him, I try to look menacing. If he’s afraid of me, I may be able to use that to my advantage.
“I’m here to help,” he croaks.
“Why should I believe you?” I growl. He points his eyes toward a bag in his hand. I release pressure from his neck in order to move my hand, calling forward the contents of the bag. Fruits, vegetables, and canned soups spill onto the ground. In my excitement, I almost completely release him. Silently, I redirect all of the food to my stash, trying to hide the pure joy which tries to creep onto my face.
“How did you find me?”
“I’m an Intellect. Class V, so they don’t think I’m capable of much, but I saw your fight with Derrick. When I fought you, I felt the impact before you touched me. Then at Drone School orientation, the school began shaking. I saw the fight, Carson. I know they’re lying about it. The Council brought me into Battle School because of one lousy invention and then left me to rot when I couldn’t take a punch. Now they’re calling you a terrorist when you weren’t even the aggressor,” he babbles.
“I asked how you found me,” I snap.
“I’m sorry. I built a… kind of a reverse EMP. It’s just an energy scanner. It let me track your small energy pulses.”
I curse myself under my breath. I should have known if I used something to track others, they could easily reverse that. If a Class V can do it, Krista Mullen or Fillion Harris would have had no trouble – if they’d had the idea. That does say something about the sniveling kid in front of me.
Seeing his face contort in pain and fear, I suddenly recognize him, and his story falls into place. Michael Patterson.
“Michael?” I ask. I drop him, feeling more confident now that I know he’s at least partially telling the truth.
“I wasn’t sure you’d recognize me,” he coughs, rubbing his throat.
“Almost didn’t,” I admit. “So what now?”
“I don’t want to be a drone forever, Carson. You’ve been slighted. So have I. You need me to stay alive, and I’m no leader. I’ve seen you handling bullies. You’re a natural born leader, and I’m a tactician. We need each other.”
“Cool it with the ‘need’ talk,” I mutter. He doesn’t seem bothered by my response, and he takes a step toward me.
“We can make a difference, Carson Adachi. I know we can.”


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2020.09.09 15:30 hell0_k1tty2113 a long list of pedophillic cases and charges of well known republicans

  • Republican activist Marty Glickman (a.k.a. “Republican Marty”), was taken into custody by Florida police on four counts of unlawful sexual activity with an underage girl and one count of delivering the drug LSD.
  • Republican legislative aide Howard L. Brooks was charged with molesting a 12-year old boy and possession of child pornography.
  • Republican Senate candidate John Hathaway was accused of having sex with his 12-year old baby sitter and withdrew his candidacy after the allegations were reported in the media.
  • Republican preacher Stephen White, who demanded a return to traditional values, was sentenced to jail after offering $20 to a 14-year-old boy for permission to perform oral sex on him.
  • Republican talk show host Jon Matthews pleaded guilty to exposing his genitals to an 11 year old girl.Republican anti-gay activist Earl “Butch” Kimmerling was sentenced to 40 years in prison for molesting an 8-year old girl after he attempted to stop a gay couple from adopting her.
  • Republican Party leader Paul Ingram pleaded guilty to six counts of raping his daughters and served 14 years in federal prison.
  • Republican election board official Kevin Coan was sentenced to two years probation for soliciting sex over the internet from a 14-year old girl.
  • Republican politician Andrew Buhr was charged with two counts of first degree sodomy with a 13-year old boy.
  • Republican politician Keith Westmoreland was arrested on seven felony counts of lewd and lascivious exhibition to girls under the age of 16 (i.e. exposing himself to children).
  • Republican anti-abortion activist John Allen Burt was charged with sexual misconduct involving a 15-year old girl.
  • Republican County Councilman Keola Childs pleaded guilty to molesting a male child.
  • Republican activist John Butler was charged with criminal sexual assault on a teenage girl.Republican candidate Richard Gardner admitted to molesting his two daughters.
  • Republican Councilman and former Marine Jack W. Gardner was convicted of molesting a 13-year old girl.
  • Republican County Commissioner Merrill Robert Barter pleaded guilty to unlawful sexual contact and assault on a teenage boy.
  • Republican City Councilman Fred C. Smeltzer, Jr. pleaded no contest to raping a 15 year-old girl and served 6-months in prison.
  • Republican activist Parker J. Bena pleaded guilty to possession of child pornography on his home computer and was sentenced to 30 months in federal prison and fined $18,000.
  • Republican parole board officer and former Colorado state representative, Larry Jack Schwarz, was fired after child pornography was found in his possession.
  • Republican strategist and Citadel Military College graduate Robin Vanderwall was convicted in Virginia on five counts of soliciting sex from boys and girls over the internet.
  • Republican city councilman Mark Harris, who is described as a “good military man” and “church goer,” was convicted of repeatedly having sex with an 11-year-old girl and sentenced to 12 years in prison.
  • Republican businessman Jon Grunseth withdrew his candidacy for Minnesota governor after allegations surfaced that he went swimming in the nude with four underage girls, including his daughter.
  • Republican director of the “Young Republican Federation” Nicholas Elizondo molested his 6-year old daughter and was sentenced to six years in prison.
  • Republican benefactor of conservative Christian groups, Richard A. Dasen Sr., was charged with rape for allegedly paying a 15-year old girl for sex. Dasen, 62, who is married with grown children and several grandchildren, has allegedly told police that over the past decade he paid more than $1 million to have sex with a large number of young women.
  • Democratic donor and billionaire, Jeffrey Epstein, ran an underage child sex brothel and was convicted of soliciting underage girls for prostitution.
  • Democratic New York Congressman, Anthony Weiner, plead guilty to transferring obscene material to a minor as part of a plea agreement for sexted and sending Twitter DMs to underage girls as young as 15.
  • Democratic donor, activist, and Hollywood producer Harvey Weinstein is being criminally prosecuted and civilly sued for years of sexual abuse (that was well known “secret” in Hollywood) including underage sexual activities with aspiring female actresses.
  • Democratic activist and #metoo proponent, Asia Argento, settled a lawsuit for sexual harassment stemming from sexual activities with an underage actor.
  • Democratic Mayor of Racine, Wisconsin, Gary Becker, was convicted of attempted child seduction, child pornography, and other child sex crimes.
  • Democratic Seattle Mayor Ed Murray resigned after multiple accusations of child sexual abuse were levied against him including by family members.
  • Democratic activist and aid to NYC Mayor De Blasio, Jacob Schwartz was arrested on possession of 3,000+ child pornographic images.
  • Democratic activist and actor, Russell Simmons, was sued based on an allegation of sexual assault where he coerced an underage model for sex.
  • Democratic Governor of Oregon, Neil Goldschmidt, after being caught by a newspaper, publicly admitted to having a past sexual relationship with a 13-year-old girl after the statute of limitations on the rape charges had expired.
  • Democratic Illinois Congressman, Mel Reynolds resigned from Congress after he was convicted of statutory rape of a 16-year-old campaign volunteer.
  • Democratic New York Congressman, Fred Richmond, was arrested in Washington D.C. for soliciting sex from a 16-year-old boy.
  • Democratic activist, donor, and director, Roman Polanski, fled the country after pleading guilty to statutory rape of a 13-year-old girl. Democrats and Hollywood actors still defend him to this day, including, Whoopi Goldberg, Martin Scorcese, Woody Allen, David Lynch, Wim Wenders, Pedro Almodovar, Tilda Swinton and Monica Bellucci.
  • Democratic State Senator from Alaska, George Jacko, was found guilty of sexual harassment of an underage legislative page.
  • Democratic State Representative candidate for Colorado, Andrew Myers, was convicted for possession of child pornography and enticing children.
  • Democratic Illinois Congressman, Gus Savage was investigated by the Democrat-controlled House Committee on Ethics for attempting to rape an underage female Peace Corps volunteer in Zaire. The Committee concluded that while the events did occur his apology was sufficient and took no further action.
  • Democratic activist, donor, and spokesperson for Subway, Jared Fogle, was convicted of distribution and receipt of child pornography and traveling to engage in illicit sexual conduct with a minor.
  • Democratic State Department official, Carl Carey, under Hillary Clinton’s state department, was arrested on ten counts of child porn possession.
  • Democratic Maine Assistant Attorney General, James Cameron, was sentenced to just over 15 years in federal prison for seven counts of child porn possession, receipt and transmission.
  • Democratic State Department official, Daniel Rosen, under Hillary Clinton’s state department, was arrested and charged with allegedly soliciting sex from a minor over the internet.
  • Democratic State Department official, James Cafferty, pleaded guilty to one count of transportation of child pornography.
  • Democratic radio host, Bernie Ward, plead guilty to one count of sending child pornography over the Internet.Democratic deputy attorney general from California, Raymond Liddy, was arrested for possession of child pornography.
  • Democratic Illinois State Representative, Keith Farnham, has resigned and was charged with possession of child pornography and has been accused of bragging at an online site about sexually molesting a 6-year-old girl.
  • Democratic spokesperson for the Arkansas Democratic Party, Harold Moody, Jr, was charged with distribution and possession of child pornography.
  • Democratic Radnor Township Board of Commissioners member, Philip Ahr, resigned from his position after being charged with possession of child pornography and abusing children between 2 and 6 years-old.
  • Democratic activist and BLM organizer, Charles Wade, was arrested and charged with human trafficking and underage prostitution.
  • Democratic Texas attorney and activist, Mark Benavides, was charged with having sex with a minor, inducing a child under 18 to have sex and compelling prostitution of at least nine legal clients and possession of child pornography. He was found guilty on six counts of sex trafficking.
  • Democratic Virginia Delegate, Joe Morrissey, was indicted on charges connected to his relationship with a 17-year-old girl and was charged with supervisory indecent liberties with a minor, electronic solicitation of a minor, possession of child pornography and distribution of child pornography.
  • Democratic Massachusetts Congressman, Gerry Studds, was censured by the House of Representatives after he admitted to an inappropriate relationship with a 17-year-old page.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Stillwater, New York, Rick Nelson was plead guilty to five counts of possession of child pornography of children less than 16 years of age.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Clayton, New York, Dale Kenyon, was indicted for sexual acts against a teenager.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Hubbard, Ohio, Richard Keenan, was given a life sentence in jail for raping a 4-year-old girl.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Winston, Oregeon, Kenneth Barrett, was arrested for setting up a meeting to have sex with a 14-year-old girl who turned out to be a police officer.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Randolph, Nebraska, Dwayne L. Schutt, was arrested and charged with four counts of felony third-degree sexual assault of a child and one count of intentional child abuse.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Dawson, Georgia, Christopher Wright, was indicted on the charges of aggravated child molestation, aggravated sodomy, rape, child molestation and statutory rape of an 11-year-old boy and a 12-year-old girl.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Stockton, California, Anthony Silva, was charged with providing alcohol to young adults during a game of strip poker that included a 16-year-old boy at a camp for underprivileged children run by the mayor.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Millbrook, New York, Donald Briggs, was arrested and charged with inappropriate sexual contact with a person younger than 17.
  • Democratic party leader for Victoria County, Texas, Stephen Jabbour, plead guilty to possession and receiving over half a million child pornographic images.
  • Democratic activist and fundraiser, Terrence Bean, was arrested on charges of sodomy and sex abuse in a case involving a 15-year-old boy and when the alleged victim declined to testify, and the judge dismissed the case.
  • Democratic Party Chairman for Davidson County, Tennessee, Rodney Mullin, resigned amid child pornography allegations.
  • Democratic activist, Andrew Douglas Reed, pleaded guilty to a multiple counts of 2nd-degree sexual exploitation of a minor for producing child pornography.
  • Democratic official from Terre Haute, Indiana, David Roberts was sentenced to federal prison for producing and possessing child pornography including placing hidden cameras in the bedrooms and bathrooms at a home he shared with two minor female victims.
  • Democratic California Congressman, Tony Cárdenas, is being sued in LA County for allegedly sexually abused a 16-year-old girl.
  • Democratic aide to Senator Barbara Boxer, Jeff Rosato, plead guilty to charges of trading in child pornography.
  • Democratic Alaskan State Representative, Dean Westlake, resigned from his seat after the media published a report alleging he fathered a child with a 16-year-old girl when he was 28.
  • Democratic New Jersey State Assemblyman, Neil Cohen, was convicted of possession and distribution of child pornography.
  • Republican Tim Nolan, chairman of Donald Trump’s presidential campaign in Kentucky, pled guilty to child sex trafficking and on February 11, 2018 he was sentenced to serve 20 years in prison.
  • Republican state Senator Ralph Shortey was indicted on four counts of human trafficking and child pornography. In November 2017, he pleaded guilty to one count of child sex trafficking in exchange for the dropping of the other charges.
  • Republican anti-abortion activist Howard Scott Heldreth is a convicted child rapist in Florida.
  • Republican County Commissioner David Swartz pleaded guilty to molesting two girls under the age of 11 and was sentenced to 8 years in prison.
  • Republican judge Mark Pazuhanich pleaded no contest to fondling a 10-year old girl and was sentenced to 10 years probation.
  • Republican anti-abortion activist Nicholas Morency pleaded guilty to possessing child pornography on his computer and offering a bounty to anybody who murders an abortion doctor.
  • Republican legislator Edison Misla Aldarondo was sentenced to 10 years in prison for raping his daughter between the ages of 9 and 17.
  • Republican Mayor Philip Giordano is serving a 37-year sentence in federal prison for sexually abusing 8- and 10-year old girls.
  • Republican campaign consultant Tom Shortridge was sentenced to three years probation for taking nude photographs of a 15-year old girl.
  • Republican Senator Strom Thurmond, a notable racist, had sex with a 15-year old black girl which produced a child.
  • Republican pastor Mike Hintz, whom George W. Bush commended during the 2004 presidential campaign, surrendered to police after admitting to a sexual affair with a female juvenile.
  • Republican legislator Peter Dibble pleaded no contest to having an inappropriate relationship with a 13-year-old girl.
  • Republican Congressman Donald “Buz” Lukens was found guilty of having sex with a female minor and sentenced to one month in jail.
  • Republican fundraiser Richard A. Delgaudio was found guilty of child porn charges and paying two teenage girls to pose for sexual photos.
  • Republican activist Mark A. Grethen convicted on six counts of sex crimes involving children.
  • Republican activist Randal David Ankeney pleaded guilty to attempted sexual assault on a child.
  • Republican Congressman Dan Crane had sex with a female minor working as a congressional page.
  • Republican activist and Christian Coalition leader Beverly Russell admitted to an incestuous relationship with his step daughter.
  • Republican congressman and anti-gay activist Robert Bauman was charged with having sex with a 16-year-old boy he picked up at a gay bar.
  • Republican Committee Chairman Jeffrey Patti was arrested for distributing a video clip of a 5-year-old girl being raped. stay safe!!! P.s this is only a list of republicans, pedophilles can be republicans or democrats..im not discriminating anyone so please don’t leave hate<33
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2020.09.03 05:11 PawelGladys A VERY long list of U.S. politicians, donors and political figures who have been arrested and charged with child rape, abuse, pornography or trafficking in the last few years. You shouldn’t be surprised to know this list contains BOTH Republicans and Democrats. Pedophilia is NOT politically biased!

  • Republican activist Marty Glickman (a.k.a. “Republican Marty”), was taken into custody by Florida police on four counts of unlawful sexual activity with an underage girl and one count of delivering the drug LSD.
  • Republican legislative aide Howard L. Brooks was charged with molesting a 12-year old boy and possession of child pornography.
  • Republican Senate candidate John Hathaway was accused of having sex with his 12-year old baby sitter and withdrew his candidacy after the allegations were reported in the media.
  • Republican preacher Stephen White, who demanded a return to traditional values, was sentenced to jail after offering $20 to a 14-year-old boy for permission to perform oral sex on him.
  • Republican talk show host Jon Matthews pleaded guilty to exposing his genitals to an 11 year old girl.Republican anti-gay activist Earl “Butch” Kimmerling was sentenced to 40 years in prison for molesting an 8-year old girl after he attempted to stop a gay couple from adopting her.
  • Republican Party leader Paul Ingram pleaded guilty to six counts of raping his daughters and served 14 years in federal prison.
  • Republican election board official Kevin Coan was sentenced to two years probation for soliciting sex over the internet from a 14-year old girl.
  • Republican politician Andrew Buhr was charged with two counts of first degree sodomy with a 13-year old boy.
  • Republican politician Keith Westmoreland was arrested on seven felony counts of lewd and lascivious exhibition to girls under the age of 16 (i.e. exposing himself to children).
  • Republican anti-abortion activist John Allen Burt was charged with sexual misconduct involving a 15-year old girl.
  • Republican County Councilman Keola Childs pleaded guilty to molesting a male child.
  • Republican activist John Butler was charged with criminal sexual assault on a teenage girl.Republican candidate Richard Gardner admitted to molesting his two daughters.
  • Republican Councilman and former Marine Jack W. Gardner was convicted of molesting a 13-year old girl.
  • Republican County Commissioner Merrill Robert Barter pleaded guilty to unlawful sexual contact and assault on a teenage boy.
  • Republican City Councilman Fred C. Smeltzer, Jr. pleaded no contest to raping a 15 year-old girl and served 6-months in prison.
  • Republican activist Parker J. Bena pleaded guilty to possession of child pornography on his home computer and was sentenced to 30 months in federal prison and fined $18,000.
  • Republican parole board officer and former Colorado state representative, Larry Jack Schwarz, was fired after child pornography was found in his possession.
  • Republican strategist and Citadel Military College graduate Robin Vanderwall was convicted in Virginia on five counts of soliciting sex from boys and girls over the internet.
  • Republican city councilman Mark Harris, who is described as a “good military man” and “church goer,” was convicted of repeatedly having sex with an 11-year-old girl and sentenced to 12 years in prison.
  • Republican businessman Jon Grunseth withdrew his candidacy for Minnesota governor after allegations surfaced that he went swimming in the nude with four underage girls, including his daughter.
  • Republican director of the “Young Republican Federation” Nicholas Elizondo molested his 6-year old daughter and was sentenced to six years in prison.
  • Republican benefactor of conservative Christian groups, Richard A. Dasen Sr., was charged with rape for allegedly paying a 15-year old girl for sex. Dasen, 62, who is married with grown children and several grandchildren, has allegedly told police that over the past decade he paid more than $1 million to have sex with a large number of young women.
  • Democratic donor and billionaire, Jeffrey Epstein, ran an underage child sex brothel and was convicted of soliciting underage girls for prostitution.
  • Democratic New York Congressman, Anthony Weiner, plead guilty to transferring obscene material to a minor as part of a plea agreement for sexted and sending Twitter DMs to underage girls as young as 15.
  • Democratic donor, activist, and Hollywood producer Harvey Weinstein is being criminally prosecuted and civilly sued for years of sexual abuse (that was well known “secret” in Hollywood) including underage sexual activities with aspiring female actresses.
  • Democratic activist and #metoo proponent, Asia Argento, settled a lawsuit for sexual harassment stemming from sexual activities with an underage actor.
  • Democratic Mayor of Racine, Wisconsin, Gary Becker, was convicted of attempted child seduction, child pornography, and other child sex crimes.
  • Democratic Seattle Mayor Ed Murray resigned after multiple accusations of child sexual abuse were levied against him including by family members.
  • Democratic activist and aid to NYC Mayor De Blasio, Jacob Schwartz was arrested on possession of 3,000+ child pornographic images.
  • Democratic activist and actor, Russell Simmons, was sued based on an allegation of sexual assault where he coerced an underage model for sex.
  • Democratic Governor of Oregon, Neil Goldschmidt, after being caught by a newspaper, publicly admitted to having a past sexual relationship with a 13-year-old girl after the statute of limitations on the rape charges had expired.
  • Democratic Illinois Congressman, Mel Reynolds resigned from Congress after he was convicted of statutory rape of a 16-year-old campaign volunteer.
  • Democratic New York Congressman, Fred Richmond, was arrested in Washington D.C. for soliciting sex from a 16-year-old boy.
  • Democratic activist, donor, and director, Roman Polanski, fled the country after pleading guilty to statutory rape of a 13-year-old girl. Democrats and Hollywood actors still defend him to this day, including, Whoopi Goldberg, Martin Scorcese, Woody Allen, David Lynch, Wim Wenders, Pedro Almodovar, Tilda Swinton and Monica Bellucci.
  • Democratic State Senator from Alaska, George Jacko, was found guilty of sexual harassment of an underage legislative page.
  • Democratic State Representative candidate for Colorado, Andrew Myers, was convicted for possession of child pornography and enticing children.
  • Democratic Illinois Congressman, Gus Savage was investigated by the Democrat-controlled House Committee on Ethics for attempting to rape an underage female Peace Corps volunteer in Zaire. The Committee concluded that while the events did occur his apology was sufficient and took no further action.
  • Democratic activist, donor, and spokesperson for Subway, Jared Fogle, was convicted of distribution and receipt of child pornography and traveling to engage in illicit sexual conduct with a minor.
  • Democratic State Department official, Carl Carey, under Hillary Clinton’s state department, was arrested on ten counts of child porn possession.
  • Democratic Maine Assistant Attorney General, James Cameron, was sentenced to just over 15 years in federal prison for seven counts of child porn possession, receipt and transmission.
  • Democratic State Department official, Daniel Rosen, under Hillary Clinton’s state department, was arrested and charged with allegedly soliciting sex from a minor over the internet.
  • Democratic State Department official, James Cafferty, pleaded guilty to one count of transportation of child pornography.
  • Democratic radio host, Bernie Ward, plead guilty to one count of sending child pornography over the Internet.Democratic deputy attorney general from California, Raymond Liddy, was arrested for possession of child pornography.
  • Democratic Illinois State Representative, Keith Farnham, has resigned and was charged with possession of child pornography and has been accused of bragging at an online site about sexually molesting a 6-year-old girl.
  • Democratic spokesperson for the Arkansas Democratic Party, Harold Moody, Jr, was charged with distribution and possession of child pornography.
  • Democratic Radnor Township Board of Commissioners member, Philip Ahr, resigned from his position after being charged with possession of child pornography and abusing children between 2 and 6 years-old.
  • Democratic activist and BLM organizer, Charles Wade, was arrested and charged with human trafficking and underage prostitution.
  • Democratic Texas attorney and activist, Mark Benavides, was charged with having sex with a minor, inducing a child under 18 to have sex and compelling prostitution of at least nine legal clients and possession of child pornography. He was found guilty on six counts of sex trafficking.
  • Democratic Virginia Delegate, Joe Morrissey, was indicted on charges connected to his relationship with a 17-year-old girl and was charged with supervisory indecent liberties with a minor, electronic solicitation of a minor, possession of child pornography and distribution of child pornography.
  • Democratic Massachusetts Congressman, Gerry Studds, was censured by the House of Representatives after he admitted to an inappropriate relationship with a 17-year-old page.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Stillwater, New York, Rick Nelson was plead guilty to five counts of possession of child pornography of children less than 16 years of age.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Clayton, New York, Dale Kenyon, was indicted for sexual acts against a teenager.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Hubbard, Ohio, Richard Keenan, was given a life sentence in jail for raping a 4-year-old girl.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Winston, Oregeon, Kenneth Barrett, was arrested for setting up a meeting to have sex with a 14-year-old girl who turned out to be a police officer.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Randolph, Nebraska, Dwayne L. Schutt, was arrested and charged with four counts of felony third-degree sexual assault of a child and one count of intentional child abuse.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Dawson, Georgia, Christopher Wright, was indicted on the charges of aggravated child molestation, aggravated sodomy, rape, child molestation and statutory rape of an 11-year-old boy and a 12-year-old girl.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Stockton, California, Anthony Silva, was charged with providing alcohol to young adults during a game of strip poker that included a 16-year-old boy at a camp for underprivileged children run by the mayor.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Millbrook, New York, Donald Briggs, was arrested and charged with inappropriate sexual contact with a person younger than 17.
  • Democratic party leader for Victoria County, Texas, Stephen Jabbour, plead guilty to possession and receiving over half a million child pornographic images.
  • Democratic activist and fundraiser, Terrence Bean, was arrested on charges of sodomy and sex abuse in a case involving a 15-year-old boy and when the alleged victim declined to testify, and the judge dismissed the case.
  • Democratic Party Chairman for Davidson County, Tennessee, Rodney Mullin, resigned amid child pornography allegations.
  • Democratic activist, Andrew Douglas Reed, pleaded guilty to a multiple counts of 2nd-degree sexual exploitation of a minor for producing child pornography.
  • Democratic official from Terre Haute, Indiana, David Roberts was sentenced to federal prison for producing and possessing child pornography including placing hidden cameras in the bedrooms and bathrooms at a home he shared with two minor female victims.
  • Democratic California Congressman, Tony Cárdenas, is being sued in LA County for allegedly sexually abused a 16-year-old girl.
  • Democratic aide to Senator Barbara Boxer, Jeff Rosato, plead guilty to charges of trading in child pornography.
  • Democratic Alaskan State Representative, Dean Westlake, resigned from his seat after the media published a report alleging he fathered a child with a 16-year-old girl when he was 28.
  • Democratic New Jersey State Assemblyman, Neil Cohen, was convicted of possession and distribution of child pornography.
  • Republican Tim Nolan, chairman of Donald Trump’s presidential campaign in Kentucky, pled guilty to child sex trafficking and on February 11, 2018 he was sentenced to serve 20 years in prison.
  • Republican state Senator Ralph Shortey was indicted on four counts of human trafficking and child pornography. In November 2017, he pleaded guilty to one count of child sex trafficking in exchange for the dropping of the other charges.
  • Republican anti-abortion activist Howard Scott Heldreth is a convicted child rapist in Florida.
  • Republican County Commissioner David Swartz pleaded guilty to molesting two girls under the age of 11 and was sentenced to 8 years in prison.
  • Republican judge Mark Pazuhanich pleaded no contest to fondling a 10-year old girl and was sentenced to 10 years probation.
  • Republican anti-abortion activist Nicholas Morency pleaded guilty to possessing child pornography on his computer and offering a bounty to anybody who murders an abortion doctor.
  • Republican legislator Edison Misla Aldarondo was sentenced to 10 years in prison for raping his daughter between the ages of 9 and 17.
  • Republican Mayor Philip Giordano is serving a 37-year sentence in federal prison for sexually abusing 8- and 10-year old girls.
  • Republican campaign consultant Tom Shortridge was sentenced to three years probation for taking nude photographs of a 15-year old girl.
  • Republican Senator Strom Thurmond, a notable racist, had sex with a 15-year old black girl which produced a child.
  • Republican pastor Mike Hintz, whom George W. Bush commended during the 2004 presidential campaign, surrendered to police after admitting to a sexual affair with a female juvenile.
  • Republican legislator Peter Dibble pleaded no contest to having an inappropriate relationship with a 13-year-old girl.
  • Republican Congressman Donald “Buz” Lukens was found guilty of having sex with a female minor and sentenced to one month in jail.
  • Republican fundraiser Richard A. Delgaudio was found guilty of child porn charges and paying two teenage girls to pose for sexual photos.
  • Republican activist Mark A. Grethen convicted on six counts of sex crimes involving children.
  • Republican activist Randal David Ankeney pleaded guilty to attempted sexual assault on a child.
  • Republican Congressman Dan Crane had sex with a female minor working as a congressional page.
  • Republican activist and Christian Coalition leader Beverly Russell admitted to an incestuous relationship with his step daughter.
  • Republican congressman and anti-gay activist Robert Bauman was charged with having sex with a 16-year-old boy he picked up at a gay bar.
  • Republican Committee Chairman Jeffrey Patti was arrested for distributing a video clip of a 5-year-old girl being raped.
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  • Republican activist Marty Glickman (a.k.a. “Republican Marty”), was taken into custody by Florida police on four counts of unlawful sexual activity with an underage girl and one count of delivering the drug LSD.
  • Republican legislative aide Howard L. Brooks was charged with molesting a 12-year old boy and possession of child pornography.
  • Republican Senate candidate John Hathaway was accused of having sex with his 12-year old baby sitter and withdrew his candidacy after the allegations were reported in the media.
  • Republican preacher Stephen White, who demanded a return to traditional values, was sentenced to jail after offering $20 to a 14-year-old boy for permission to perform oral sex on him.
  • Republican talk show host Jon Matthews pleaded guilty to exposing his genitals to an 11 year old girl.Republican anti-gay activist Earl “Butch” Kimmerling was sentenced to 40 years in prison for molesting an 8-year old girl after he attempted to stop a gay couple from adopting her.
  • Republican Party leader Paul Ingram pleaded guilty to six counts of raping his daughters and served 14 years in federal prison.
  • Republican election board official Kevin Coan was sentenced to two years probation for soliciting sex over the internet from a 14-year old girl.
  • Republican politician Andrew Buhr was charged with two counts of first degree sodomy with a 13-year old boy.
  • Republican politician Keith Westmoreland was arrested on seven felony counts of lewd and lascivious exhibition to girls under the age of 16 (i.e. exposing himself to children).
  • Republican anti-abortion activist John Allen Burt was charged with sexual misconduct involving a 15-year old girl.
  • Republican County Councilman Keola Childs pleaded guilty to molesting a male child.
  • Republican activist John Butler was charged with criminal sexual assault on a teenage girl.Republican candidate Richard Gardner admitted to molesting his two daughters.
  • Republican Councilman and former Marine Jack W. Gardner was convicted of molesting a 13-year old girl.
  • Republican County Commissioner Merrill Robert Barter pleaded guilty to unlawful sexual contact and assault on a teenage boy.
  • Republican City Councilman Fred C. Smeltzer, Jr. pleaded no contest to raping a 15 year-old girl and served 6-months in prison.
  • Republican activist Parker J. Bena pleaded guilty to possession of child pornography on his home computer and was sentenced to 30 months in federal prison and fined $18,000.
  • Republican parole board officer and former Colorado state representative, Larry Jack Schwarz, was fired after child pornography was found in his possession.
  • Republican strategist and Citadel Military College graduate Robin Vanderwall was convicted in Virginia on five counts of soliciting sex from boys and girls over the internet.
  • Republican city councilman Mark Harris, who is described as a “good military man” and “church goer,” was convicted of repeatedly having sex with an 11-year-old girl and sentenced to 12 years in prison.
  • Republican businessman Jon Grunseth withdrew his candidacy for Minnesota governor after allegations surfaced that he went swimming in the nude with four underage girls, including his daughter.
  • Republican director of the “Young Republican Federation” Nicholas Elizondo molested his 6-year old daughter and was sentenced to six years in prison.
  • Republican benefactor of conservative Christian groups, Richard A. Dasen Sr., was charged with rape for allegedly paying a 15-year old girl for sex. Dasen, 62, who is married with grown children and several grandchildren, has allegedly told police that over the past decade he paid more than $1 million to have sex with a large number of young women.
  • Democratic donor and billionaire, Jeffrey Epstein, ran an underage child sex brothel and was convicted of soliciting underage girls for prostitution.
  • Democratic New York Congressman, Anthony Weiner, plead guilty to transferring obscene material to a minor as part of a plea agreement for sexted and sending Twitter DMs to underage girls as young as 15.
  • Democratic donor, activist, and Hollywood producer Harvey Weinstein is being criminally prosecuted and civilly sued for years of sexual abuse (that was well known “secret” in Hollywood) including underage sexual activities with aspiring female actresses.
  • Democratic activist and #metoo proponent, Asia Argento, settled a lawsuit for sexual harassment stemming from sexual activities with an underage actor.
  • Democratic Mayor of Racine, Wisconsin, Gary Becker, was convicted of attempted child seduction, child pornography, and other child sex crimes.
  • Democratic Seattle Mayor Ed Murray resigned after multiple accusations of child sexual abuse were levied against him including by family members.
  • Democratic activist and aid to NYC Mayor De Blasio, Jacob Schwartz was arrested on possession of 3,000+ child pornographic images.
  • Democratic activist and actor, Russell Simmons, was sued based on an allegation of sexual assault where he coerced an underage model for sex.
  • Democratic Governor of Oregon, Neil Goldschmidt, after being caught by a newspaper, publicly admitted to having a past sexual relationship with a 13-year-old girl after the statute of limitations on the rape charges had expired.
  • Democratic Illinois Congressman, Mel Reynolds resigned from Congress after he was convicted of statutory rape of a 16-year-old campaign volunteer.
  • Democratic New York Congressman, Fred Richmond, was arrested in Washington D.C. for soliciting sex from a 16-year-old boy.
  • Democratic activist, donor, and director, Roman Polanski, fled the country after pleading guilty to statutory rape of a 13-year-old girl. Democrats and Hollywood actors still defend him to this day, including, Whoopi Goldberg, Martin Scorcese, Woody Allen, David Lynch, Wim Wenders, Pedro Almodovar, Tilda Swinton and Monica Bellucci.
  • Democratic State Senator from Alaska, George Jacko, was found guilty of sexual harassment of an underage legislative page.
  • Democratic State Representative candidate for Colorado, Andrew Myers, was convicted for possession of child pornography and enticing children.
  • Democratic Illinois Congressman, Gus Savage was investigated by the Democrat-controlled House Committee on Ethics for attempting to rape an underage female Peace Corps volunteer in Zaire. The Committee concluded that while the events did occur his apology was sufficient and took no further action.
  • Democratic activist, donor, and spokesperson for Subway, Jared Fogle, was convicted of distribution and receipt of child pornography and traveling to engage in illicit sexual conduct with a minor.
  • Democratic State Department official, Carl Carey, under Hillary Clinton’s state department, was arrested on ten counts of child porn possession.
  • Democratic Maine Assistant Attorney General, James Cameron, was sentenced to just over 15 years in federal prison for seven counts of child porn possession, receipt and transmission.
  • Democratic State Department official, Daniel Rosen, under Hillary Clinton’s state department, was arrested and charged with allegedly soliciting sex from a minor over the internet.
  • Democratic State Department official, James Cafferty, pleaded guilty to one count of transportation of child pornography.
  • Democratic radio host, Bernie Ward, plead guilty to one count of sending child pornography over the Internet.Democratic deputy attorney general from California, Raymond Liddy, was arrested for possession of child pornography.
  • Democratic Illinois State Representative, Keith Farnham, has resigned and was charged with possession of child pornography and has been accused of bragging at an online site about sexually molesting a 6-year-old girl.
  • Democratic spokesperson for the Arkansas Democratic Party, Harold Moody, Jr, was charged with distribution and possession of child pornography.
  • Democratic Radnor Township Board of Commissioners member, Philip Ahr, resigned from his position after being charged with possession of child pornography and abusing children between 2 and 6 years-old.
  • Democratic activist and BLM organizer, Charles Wade, was arrested and charged with human trafficking and underage prostitution.
  • Democratic Texas attorney and activist, Mark Benavides, was charged with having sex with a minor, inducing a child under 18 to have sex and compelling prostitution of at least nine legal clients and possession of child pornography. He was found guilty on six counts of sex trafficking.
  • Democratic Virginia Delegate, Joe Morrissey, was indicted on charges connected to his relationship with a 17-year-old girl and was charged with supervisory indecent liberties with a minor, electronic solicitation of a minor, possession of child pornography and distribution of child pornography.
  • Democratic Massachusetts Congressman, Gerry Studds, was censured by the House of Representatives after he admitted to an inappropriate relationship with a 17-year-old page.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Stillwater, New York, Rick Nelson was plead guilty to five counts of possession of child pornography of children less than 16 years of age.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Clayton, New York, Dale Kenyon, was indicted for sexual acts against a teenager.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Hubbard, Ohio, Richard Keenan, was given a life sentence in jail for raping a 4-year-old girl.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Winston, Oregeon, Kenneth Barrett, was arrested for setting up a meeting to have sex with a 14-year-old girl who turned out to be a police officer.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Randolph, Nebraska, Dwayne L. Schutt, was arrested and charged with four counts of felony third-degree sexual assault of a child and one count of intentional child abuse.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Dawson, Georgia, Christopher Wright, was indicted on the charges of aggravated child molestation, aggravated sodomy, rape, child molestation and statutory rape of an 11-year-old boy and a 12-year-old girl.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Stockton, California, Anthony Silva, was charged with providing alcohol to young adults during a game of strip poker that included a 16-year-old boy at a camp for underprivileged children run by the mayor.
  • Democratic Former Mayor of Millbrook, New York, Donald Briggs, was arrested and charged with inappropriate sexual contact with a person younger than 17.
  • Democratic party leader for Victoria County, Texas, Stephen Jabbour, plead guilty to possession and receiving over half a million child pornographic images.
  • Democratic activist and fundraiser, Terrence Bean, was arrested on charges of sodomy and sex abuse in a case involving a 15-year-old boy and when the alleged victim declined to testify, and the judge dismissed the case.
  • Democratic Party Chairman for Davidson County, Tennessee, Rodney Mullin, resigned amid child pornography allegations.
  • Democratic activist, Andrew Douglas Reed, pleaded guilty to a multiple counts of 2nd-degree sexual exploitation of a minor for producing child pornography.
  • Democratic official from Terre Haute, Indiana, David Roberts was sentenced to federal prison for producing and possessing child pornography including placing hidden cameras in the bedrooms and bathrooms at a home he shared with two minor female victims.
  • Democratic California Congressman, Tony Cárdenas, is being sued in LA County for allegedly sexually abused a 16-year-old girl.
  • Democratic aide to Senator Barbara Boxer, Jeff Rosato, plead guilty to charges of trading in child pornography.
  • Democratic Alaskan State Representative, Dean Westlake, resigned from his seat after the media published a report alleging he fathered a child with a 16-year-old girl when he was 28.
  • Democratic New Jersey State Assemblyman, Neil Cohen, was convicted of possession and distribution of child pornography.
  • Republican Tim Nolan, chairman of Donald Trump’s presidential campaign in Kentucky, pled guilty to child sex trafficking and on February 11, 2018 he was sentenced to serve 20 years in prison.
  • Republican state Senator Ralph Shortey was indicted on four counts of human trafficking and child pornography. In November 2017, he pleaded guilty to one count of child sex trafficking in exchange for the dropping of the other charges.
  • Republican anti-abortion activist Howard Scott Heldreth is a convicted child rapist in Florida.
  • Republican County Commissioner David Swartz pleaded guilty to molesting two girls under the age of 11 and was sentenced to 8 years in prison.
  • Republican judge Mark Pazuhanich pleaded no contest to fondling a 10-year old girl and was sentenced to 10 years probation.
  • Republican anti-abortion activist Nicholas Morency pleaded guilty to possessing child pornography on his computer and offering a bounty to anybody who murders an abortion doctor.
  • Republican legislator Edison Misla Aldarondo was sentenced to 10 years in prison for raping his daughter between the ages of 9 and 17.
  • Republican Mayor Philip Giordano is serving a 37-year sentence in federal prison for sexually abusing 8- and 10-year old girls.
  • Republican campaign consultant Tom Shortridge was sentenced to three years probation for taking nude photographs of a 15-year old girl.
  • Republican Senator Strom Thurmond, a notable racist, had sex with a 15-year old black girl which produced a child.
  • Republican pastor Mike Hintz, whom George W. Bush commended during the 2004 presidential campaign, surrendered to police after admitting to a sexual affair with a female juvenile.
  • Republican legislator Peter Dibble pleaded no contest to having an inappropriate relationship with a 13-year-old girl.
  • Republican Congressman Donald “Buz” Lukens was found guilty of having sex with a female minor and sentenced to one month in jail.
  • Republican fundraiser Richard A. Delgaudio was found guilty of child porn charges and paying two teenage girls to pose for sexual photos.
  • Republican activist Mark A. Grethen convicted on six counts of sex crimes involving children.
  • Republican activist Randal David Ankeney pleaded guilty to attempted sexual assault on a child.
  • Republican Congressman Dan Crane had sex with a female minor working as a congressional page.
  • Republican activist and Christian Coalition leader Beverly Russell admitted to an incestuous relationship with his step daughter.
  • Republican congressman and anti-gay activist Robert Bauman was charged with having sex with a 16-year-old boy he picked up at a gay bar.
  • Republican Committee Chairman Jeffrey Patti was arrested for distributing a video clip of a 5-year-old girl being raped.
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2020.08.27 00:17 MysteriousWritings7 Hidden camera doctors office

The Soldier:
Prologue:
Dr. Elektra Reynolds and Mr. Wendell Barnes made their way down the vast hall of the research center. All of the other scientists had gone home for the night, and save for a few heavily armed uniformed guards at their posts, the place was completely empty. The entire building was dark aside from the few and far in between windows which cast light onto the two people as they continued on.
Dr. Reynolds was a very stern-looking woman despite being so young. Her raven hair was perfectly straightened and ended at her shoulders, meanwhile her bangs stopped right before her flawlessly plucked eyebrows. She wore glasses but had no real need for them, as her eyes had been bio-genetically altered years ago, but she liked the familiar feel of the frame against her nose and ears. Her eyes were almost alien-like with their unearthly blue color. It gave the petite young thing a very frightening air and with a single artificial smile she could silence anyone who dared challenge her. When she spoke it was even worse. Her voice was hollow and almost metallic sounding while also being commanding in the same breath. It didn’t matter if what she said was even the most passive of comments, you would listen as if it were the most important piece of information you’d ever heard. She didn’t wear much in the way of colorful clothes, mostly preferring the same black sleeveless turtleneck dresses under her lab coat, but she did wear heels. Bright red shoes with an echo that resounded through the halls of the facility like some sort of ominous death march. Everyone in the building was scared of her, and even Mr. Barnes found her quite intimidating despite being almost three times her size. Perhaps it was her eyes or her shoes or the super-powered stun gun at her belt that made her so frightening… Or perhaps it was all three.
Dr. Reynolds stopped in front of one of the numerous armored doors and shot a sideways glance at Mr. Barnes, flashing her inhumanely white teeth. Her eyes glowed in the faint moonlight making her appear to be a creature of nightmares. She turned back to the door just as quickly, and Mr. Barnes felt the lump he hadn’t even realized had developed in his throat disappear. Dr. Reynolds took her security card and scanned it as the optical sensor kicked in, its bright red beam examining her iris. She didn’t even flinch. The door slowly slid open, and Dr. Reynolds stepped inside the room. Mr. Barnes hesitated for a moment, but Dr. Reynolds quickly looked back at him. “Are you coming, Sir, or did you ask me to stay after hours simply to gawk at the doorway?” she asked, a brief glare crossing her face before being replaced by her neutral expression.
Mr. Barnes stepped into the dark room and jumped a little as the door slid shut behind him. Dr. Reynolds glanced back at him for a moment with her eyebrow raised, and he quickly coughed and brushed off the front of his suit jacket. He slicked back his greying black hair and waved his hand, “Continue, Dr. Reynolds. You mentioned that there had been a breakthrough in the testing as of yesterday in your call?”
Dr. Reynolds nodded and pushed a button on the panel on the wall, and a single light came on, revealing a holo-glass cell. Inside was a threadbare bedroll, a metal tray containing rotten food, a bucket, and some sort of white curled up ball in the corner. Dr. Reynolds smiled and walked forward, rapping her knuckles harshly on the electrical field acting as the cell’s glass, “Number 47601, you have a visitor, Stand up and show yourself.” she said in a singsong voice. The ball in the corner shifted a little, but quickly fell dormant again. Dr. Reynolds’s smile fell into a frown, “Number 47601, stand up immediately.” The ball did not move again, and in the next moment Dr. Reynolds had pulled some sort of remote control from her pocket and aimed it at the ball, pressing a bright red button in the center. The entire ball was enveloped in an electrical current, and it uncurled itself revealing it was actually a girl with a metal collar around her neck that seemed to be the cause of the shock. She convulsed violently yet let out no screams. After the shock stopped she was smoldering, and Dr. Reynolds aimed the remote again, “Number 47601, are you going to cooperate or must I turn up the intensity of the collar?”
The girl slowly rose to her feet, her white hair trailing down to her knees. She was deathly pale, and her golden eyes were surprisingly dull despite their bright color. She had no shoes, and wore nothing but a simple white gown that reached halfway above her knees, and Mr. Barnes was shocked she was not shivering considering how freezing the building was. Dr, Reynolds smiled and tucked away the remote into her coat pocket, “Good. Very good.” She glanced at Mr. Barnes, “As you can see the trials have been successful, Sir.”
Mr. Barnes cleared his throat and his brow furrowed, “All I see is a girl who looks like she’s been through hell. Where is the proof of the trial’s success?”
“She’s alive, isn’t she?” Dr. Reynolds muttered, a sadistic grin crossing her face. “She’s the very first subject to even survive the trials completely. As of today we’ve taken samples of blood, spinal fluid, small bits of brain tissue, and bone marrow. The results show nothing of consequence… yet. But then again it has only been a week. It may be months until we see any real results. Her systems need time to adjust, after all… but… This also means it is possible for humans to survive the trials.”
Mr. Barnes shook his head furiously, “I asked you to get me results and you’re showing me a human turned into a lapdog. It’s been over a year and I’ve invested more than a fair amount of money into your experiments, Dr. Reynolds. All of your test subjects have been dying and it’s getting very difficult to manage my businesses with law enforcement breathing down my neck. No more. Unless you get me some results that this girl has shown any new developments by the end of the month I’m cutting your funding.”
Dr. Reynolds’s eyes widened, “But, Sir—”
“I won’t talk about this anymore, Doctor,” Mr. Barnes interjected, his steely gaze doing its best to outmatch hers. “Either you get me those results… or you’ll see you and all of your staff out of work. You understand me?”
Dr. Reynolds nodded slowly, her eyes dark, “Yes, Sir… You’ll get your results.” She quickly turned her gaze onto the cell, “And you’ll get them right now!” She slammed her hand down onto a button on the panel, causing the cell walls to deactivate. She all but tore the remote from her pocket and pointed it at the girl, “Number 47601, do what you’ve been modified to do.” She turned her gaze onto Mr. Barnes, “Kill him.”
At first nothing happened, but within a split-second the girl had leapt onto Mr. Barnes and ripped her nails across his face, causing blood to pool into his right eye. Dr. Reynolds only smiled as the girl raised her hand again, metal scales covered in blood glinting in the faint light now taking the place of flesh, preparing to rip out his heart. Mr. Barnes waited in terror for the final blow to be delivered, but instead Dr. Reynolds pushed the button on her remote, administering a smaller shock to the girl. “Okay,” she muttered. “That’s enough.” The girl drew back, hand now back to normal. She stared dead-eyed at Mr. Barnes, who quickly scrambled to his feet. Dr. Reynolds smiled and approached the girl, patting her on the head, “Now, Mr. Barnes… Hopefully this will tell you who’s really running this operation now.” Her smile fell into a cold glare, “Threaten my program or facility again and I will let her finish what she started here tonight. I’d meant to keep her progress a secret, but you had to be foolish and force my hand. Breathe one word of this to anyone outside of me or my staff and the very last thing you will ever see is her with your beating heart in her hand. Have I made myself clear enough for your simple mind to comprehend?”
Mr. Barnes nodded, holding his pocket handkerchief to his bleeding eye, “You’ve made your message crystal clear, Dr. Reynolds, but… What is she?”
Dr. Reynolds regarded the girl with a grin, “Isn’t that obvious? She’s a solider.”
Chapter One:
Number 47601. That was what they all called her. The experiment. Elektra loved her little soldier so much. So obedient. So strong. So… flawless. And now that Mr. Barnes knew of her true potential and the all too real threat on his life he has sent another check the facility’s way. All seemed to be going well for Dr. Reynolds and her staff. And soon things would only improve from there.
“Charlie, run the diagnostics on trial subjects 47602 through 47615. See if there’s any new developments with those that are still alive,” she ordered. “With subject 47601’s survival we need to focus on getting more of the subjects past the trials successfully.”
Charlie nodded and rushed out of the room, the door sliding open and closed behind him. Dr. Reynolds sat down at the holo-com and began going over the different subject’s files. As of late they’d begun trials on over a dozen new subjects… It was time to see what was happening with them.
File #47603:

  • Subject underwent trials less than seven days ago
  • Upon trial completion subject was given standard injection of CX-3
  • Tests were run. No irregularities found.
  • Subject was found dead in cell the next morning
Time of death: 169:00:00
Elektra rolled her eyes. Not every experiment was bound to be a rousing success. Surely one of the other subjects fared better.
File #47604:

  • Subject underwent trials less than seven days ago
  • Upon trial completion subject was given standard injection of CX-3
  • Tests were run. Minor irregularities found.
  • Subject’s body underwent mutations and was terminated
  • Time of death: 168:27:43
Elektra’s eye twitched, but all the same she kept herself calm. What were a few bumps in the road on the path to success in the name of science?
File #47605:

  • Subject began trials
  • Death occurred on fourth day.
Time of death: 96:33:52
Elektra shook her head as she went through the other test subjects. Minor mutation. Death after trial completion. Major mutation. Death before trial completion. Death before trial completion. Under intensive care with artificial breathing apparatus. Nothing was going right! What in the hell was she missing? How had number 47601 managed to survive when no other subject had?! What was the variable?!
“Dr. Reynolds?”
Elektra immediately composed herself and turned around, but her face must have still been contorted into a scowl since Charlie looked rather terrified. “What is it?” she demanded. Charlie clutched his clipboard close to his chest, his body shaking slightly. He cleared his throat, “W-Well… I’ve r-run the diagnostics and… Subject 47602 has mutated.” Elektra’s eye flashed and she was about tear her holo-com from the desk and throw it, but Charlie put up his index finger, “But… It’s not the same as the times before. I think you should see this.”
Elektra followed Charlie to subject 47602’s room and unlocked the door. Her eyes widened at the sight before her. He… He was alive. And he looked… “Absolutely beautiful,” she breathed.
Subject 47602 had grown taller and had increased in muscle mass drastically. Unlike 47601 who’d undergone no physical changes aside from height… He’d become a marvelous example of human specimens. Elektra wondered silently if his mind state had been successfully altered as well? “Number 47602. Who am I?”
“Dr. Elektra Reynolds, age 27. Parents are Margaret and Thomas Reynolds in the employment industries of teaching and engineering. You graduated from the University of Biological Advancements top of your class two years early. Opened the Reynolds Biological Facility in the year 9805. You are unmarried and have three sisters. Janet Keeding, Tanya Rodgers, and Felicity Harding.”
Elektra smiled, “Very good… And what is your main directive?”
“Follow the orders of my commanding officer,” he replied. “I have not been given any assigned commanding officer.”
Elektra nodded, “That is correct. Very good, soldier.” She glanced at Charlie, “Get him a uniform and a gun.”
Charlie looked at the subject warily, “Are you quite sure, Doctor? He’s only just completed the trials and his physical state might still be unstable.”
“Has he shown any signs of abnormality?” Elektra asked, her voice icy.
Charlie blinked, “What?”
Elektra scowled, “Has he shown any signs of abnormality?” she repeated.
Charlie gripped his clipboard tightly, “W-Well, no, but—”
“Then what makes you think you have any authority to question my judgement?” Elektra demanded.
Charlie glanced away, unable to meet her gaze, “Nothing, Dr. Reynolds. Nothing gives me the authority.”
Elektra nodded curtly, “Glad to see you can still remember your place, Charlie. Now then… Get subject 47602 a uniform and gun as I ordered… or you’ll soon find yourself on the business end of the trials.”
Charlie rushed out of the room, leaving Elektra with her lovely new accomplishment. “We’ll need to come up with a proper name for you before you’re assigned. Do you have any specific name you’d like to be called? You used to be Adam Brown, but I think that name is a little too plain.”
“I have no specifications, Ma’am,” number 47602 replied uniformly.
Elektra smiled and nodded, “Good answer. I think you should be called Kano. It’s fitting for someone like you.”
“Kano. Noun of Japanese origin meaning One’s masculine power or capability. A phenomenal name choice, Ma’am,” Kano responded.
“Thank you, Kano,” Elektra responded. Charlie rushed back into the room a second later carrying a guard’s uniform and gun. Elektra pushed the release button on the wall panel and gestured for Charlie to place the clothes on the small metal table in front of the cell. “Kano, as of this moment I am your commanding officer. You will join the guards posted at my personal office and anyone who goes in or out without my authorization is to be terminated. Do you understand your orders?”
Kano saluted Elektra and nodded, “Yes, Ma’am. Orders are understood and shall be followed.”
Elektra nodded, “At ease, soldier. This is your uniform and facility-issued Stun-blaster. Tell me the make, model number, company that created it, and purpose of the weapon.”
“That is a Nerv-X, model number 750, made and distributed by the Rego-Wep company. It fires electrical blasts of various intensities and can be used to stun or to kill. The only flaw with the weapon is that it requires charging after the firing of exactly one-hundred shots.”
Elektra tapped her index nail against the metallic surface of the gun, “Indeed. I’m impressed. Kano, please follow me, and bring your uniform and weapon with you.”
Kano nodded and scooped up the clothes before following Elektra and Charlie out of the room. “I expect you know the layout of this building from top to bottom, yes?” she said absentmindedly.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Kano replied. “The building is over fifty stories tall. We are currently on the highest story where the other trial subjects are being held and tested on. Only the highest-level staff are allowed on this floor as well as the top guards.”
Elektra chuckled, “I grow more and more fond of you as the moments pass, Kano. From here on out you will be captain of the guards and they are to obey your orders, and your orders will come from me.”
“Of course, Ma’am,” Kano replied.
Elektra stopped in front of a door and gestured for Kano to come forward. She pulled a badge from the pocket of his uniform jacket and used it on the door scanner. “This is your ID card. It includes restricted access, so you can come anywhere in the building where I need you. This is the guards’ locker room. You are to shower every morning at five a.m. and be in uniform by six a.m. I will expect to see you at your post when I arrive at six-thirty. For today it will be excused. You have a locker and may put your uniform and weapon inside until you are done cleaning yourself up. Go in, wash up, and then come back out to receive further orders.”
Kano saluted and walked into the washroom with the door sliding shut behind him. Elektra smiled and pulled out her holo-screen from her pocket and composed an email for Mr. Barnes. Another success has arisen. Prepare your buyers. This will be an auction they don’t want to miss. She tucked away her screen and smiled to herself. Soon enough her company would have a nice little bonus, and after Mr. Barnes was milked for everything he had… Elektra would have her own business to run. She could almost picture it… Upgrading every aspect of the facility, creating more and more soldiers, selling them off to whatever government could want them… Oh, it would be so delightful!
Kano reappeared dressed in his uniform, and he filled it well. He held his gun properly and was standing at attention awaiting new orders. Elektra couldn’t hide her enthusiasm, “Kano, report to your station. You will remain at your post until tomorrow when you will begin your assigned schedule. You have a hand radio to call me if there are any disturbances and vice versa. I trust you know the code names for their proper contingencies?”
Kano nodded and saluted Elektra before marching off to his post. She glanced at Charlie and raised an eyebrow, “Don’t you have somewhere to be? More work to be done?” Charlie nodded frantically and rushed down a corridor. After he disappeared from sight Elektra let out an indignant scoff. She was surrounded by absolute imbeciles… She couldn’t wait to be rid of them. But for now… For now she had to deal with a new problem.
Subject 47601 had grown to be a bit more problematic in the passing days. She didn’t respond to questions or orders, instead remaining silent and crouching in the corner unless Elektra shocked her. At least that was still effective. But even so she wouldn’t be an asset to the program until she learned to follow orders. She’d be no more useful than those disgusting mutated things that were terminated the moment the trials failed. At least she had yet to do that.
Today was no exception to number 47601’s antics, as the moment Elektra stepped into the room the girl did not immediately stand and salute Elektra as she was meant to. Instead she stayed curled up in the corner lightly tapping the holo-glass. A chain reaction from the system caused currents to ripple like water each time she tapped. “Number 47601, stand up and salute me as you have been programmed to do.” The girl remained in her corner, and Elektra immediately took out the remote and shocked her, forcing her to rise to her feet. “That’s better,” Elektra responded, taking a seat at the metal table.
“I think I should tell you that there have been new developments in the trials. A new subject has survived and, unlike you, he’s much more… cooperative. The only reason why I haven’t decided to kill you yet is because I need you alive to see why you managed to survive and why you continue to resist control.” The girl remained silent, and Elektra frowned, “What? Nothing to say? Your desire to remain defiant won’t even allow you to object to what will inevitably be your imminent demise?” The girl still remained silent, and Elektra rose from her seat and shook her head, “Tsk tsk tsk, and I had such high hopes for you. Oh, well. I suppose you’ll just stay silent until you die, then?” She turned and started to walk out the door.
“We will all die eventually.”
Elektra paused and glanced at the girl, smirking, “So you finally decided to speak to me? What prompted this lovely new conversation?”
The girl took in a breath and exhaled before responding, “You won’t be alive long enough to know.”
The girl suddenly punched the holo-glass, and the hole Elektra hadn’t noticed in the corner caused a spiderweb of cracks to appear. The whole thing exploded and fizzled out in the air. The girl glared at Elektra as she stepped out, and Elektra quickly turned the remote’s intensity all the way up and pushed the button. But nothing happened. The girl didn’t convulse or stop. “What you called defiance, I called building up my endurance. Your little collar—” Her skin changed to metal scales “—doesn’t work anymore.”
Elektra reached to grab the stun gun at her side but it was smacked away by the girl who then kicked Elektra so hard she went through the armored door and broke it. Had it not been for her modified bones she would’ve been dead from the impact, but instead she was seeing stars in a world of pain. She grabbed her hand radio and called into it, “Kano, rally the guards! Code Breach! Code Breach!” The girl flew out of the room, seizing Elektra by her throat and pinning her against the window. “You see that? Down there? All of those people in the poorest part of the city? Real smart of you to build your facility here. Not a lot of questions to be asked about a person from the ghetto going missing. Being dragged in here and put under those painful torturous observations. You’re lucky I’m about to kill you fast.”
The girl let go of Elektra and moved to snap her neck, but her back was suddenly hit with a stun shot. She turned and glared at the guards approaching, but her eyes widened when she saw who was leading the charge. She glared down at Elektra, who was staring wide-eyed at her and attempting to get her breath back. “Luckily for you this got cut short.” She leaped through the window, shattering it on impact. Elektra regained her composure and grabbed one of the guard’s guns, aiming it out the window down at the girl, who was now free-falling to the ground. A smile crossed Elektra’s lips as she drew the gun away. That girl would be no more than a puddle of goo on the sidewalk. Her body had been modified with the injections and operations, but not enough to survive a fall from this height. As the girl neared the ground Elektra’s smile turned into a wide grin as she awaited the image of her test subject splattering against the pavement. But that moment didn’t come. Instead, the girl landed on her feet and ran away as though the fall hadn’t even affected her.
Elektra’s jaw dropped as she breathed, “She’s not supposed to be able to do that.” She abruptly whipped around and glared at the squad of guards who had been in Kano’s sector, “Why did none of you trigger the alarm and signal the breach? The guards on the bottom floor would have taken care of her! Now she’s gone rogue! Kano, who was nearest to the alarm?”
Kano saluted, “That would be Harrison, Ma’am. Harrison Grey. Clearance Level Y-12 and rank of sub-commander.”
Elektra nodded and smiled at the guard in question, who had his ID pinned to the front of his weapon-proof vest. “Two of you guards escort Mister Grey to the trials lab and inform Charlie he will be donating his body to our cause. Kano, you stay here.” She couldn’t hold back her chuckle as the young guard was dragged away begging for mercy, but in the next moment her amusement had vanished as she turned to Kano. “Kano, you will be leading your regiment on a recovery mission. I want that girl back, and it would be preferrable if she were left alive.”
Kano nodded curtly, “Yes, Ma’am.”
Elektra glared at the rest of the guards, “And as for the rest of you… Should you wish to avoid Mister Grey’s fate, I suggest none of you screw this up, otherwise you’ll all find yourselves on the business ends of my staffs’ lab equipment.”
The guards saluted and ran off, leaving Elektra alone to her thinking. She rushed to her office and went on her holo-com, looking up the personal file of number 47601.
File #47601:

  • Subject underwent trials 17 days ago
  • Upon trial completion subject was given standard injection of CX-3
  • Tests were run. No irregularities found.
  • Subject currently in stable condition
  • Subject continues to show signs of defiance despite trials being successful in all other aspects
  • Subject has been continuously monitored daily
Elektra scowled and shook her head. This wasn’t what she wanted. She needed personal information! She delved deeper into the file and after confirming the multiple passwords was given access. Now it was time for her to see who her little prodigy really was. A photo popped up of the girl before the trials had taken place. Her hair had been a pretty shade of red with black tips cut into a bob. Her eyes were steely grey and despite her smile gave her a certain intense look to her. The photo had been taken off of her ID, which had been confiscated when she was brought to the facility along with all of her other belongings.
Subject #47601:

  • Real name Gwendolyn Amaryllis Pierce, Age 23
  • Blood Type O-positive
  • Height 5’10 inches pre-trials, post trials was 6’2 inches
  • Daughter of Reyna and William Pierce, both deceased as of year 9793
  • Current address: Black Magnolia Motel, Room 173
  • Current employment: Delivery driver for Modi-Produce
  • Rental hover-bike expiry date: 08/05/9810
Elektra frowned. There was nothing exceptional about this woman at all! Her parents had died when she was eleven and she lived at a seedy hotel in an even seedier room! She was a delivery driver for a produce company! A Goddamned produce company! What was causing her to evolve beyond the capabilities the trials had enabled her? Her blood type was the most common in the world and she drove a rental hover-bike that had the agreement expiring within three months from now! There was absolutely nothing in her file that would explain her being able to drop from fifty stories and land on her feet after bursting through a laser-proof window with nary a scratch or bruise! She massaged her temples and shook her head. She needed to go home and get some sleep. It had been almost forty-eight hours and she was still awake with only her automated caffeine injection to keep her up, but that wasn’t due for another six hours.
Over the next few days there were no new developments, and despite having scoured the entire poor sector of the city Gwendolyn was nowhere to be found. Elektra was getting more and more impatient, and it was showing in her work as well. People were commenting about how stressed and tired she seemed, to which she would figuratively bite their heads off. How could she not be stressed and tired when her experiment was running wild and possibly blabbing about her facility and what it really did with its subjects to the authorities? They were already suspicious enough, and Elektra was tired of having to deal with them coming around for their “routine investigations” to “make sure everything’s up to code.” It was all a load of bullshit and she knew it. No, she didn’t need them getting themselves tangled in her hair again. They were like rats. Once you got them in your building, it was damn near impossible to get rid of them.
As she went over the news reports from the city hoping for something to come up, Elektra let out a sigh as the letter blurred. She wasn’t going to find out anything if she didn’t stop ruining her modified eyes. Those surgeries to repair them weren’t cheap, and at the moment she couldn’t afford one due to all of the money she got going into the facility’s work. For now she needed a stiff drink and her bed.
She had her car drive to one of the local bars and put the timer on her alarm. If she wasn’t back in her seat in an hour it would go off. Plenty of time to grab a drink and unwind. She shrugged off her lab coat and examined herself in the mirror. After fixing her hair she looked herself over once again and was satisfied that she looked relatively professional. She still had an image to maintain even when she wasn’t at work, after all.
The bar was mostly empty save for a few people, and hardly anybody paid any notice to Elektra aside from one guy sitting in a booth in the corner. He wore a trench coat and had a scar running across his olive face, his chestnut hair combed downward to make him look as anonymous as possible. From the shadow of the booth and his hair in his face she couldn’t quite make out his eyes, but all the same she knew she should keep an eye on him in case he tried anything funny.
Elektra took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink which was placed in front of her rather quickly along with a shot of what smelled like butterscotch liqueur. “I didn’t order this,” she told the bartender. He shrugged and pointed a mechanical thumb over his shoulder at the guy in the booth. Elektra frowned and grabbed both drinks and walked over to the booth, placing the shot glass onto the table, “I can order my own drinks, thank you,” she said icily.
“I’m sure you can,” the man replied, “but I also noticed you seemed a little down and out. I wanted to do something nice for you… Dr. Elektra Reynolds.” He’s gestured to the seat across from himself, “Please, have a seat.”
Elektra nodded slowly and took the seat, tracing her index finger around the top of her glass, “So you know my name? Is that supposed to impress me?”
The man shrugged and grinned, revealing his pearly whites. He chuckled, “Not really, but everything else I know about you might.” He dropped his voice to a whisper, “You’ve been taking people off of the streets of the ghetto and using them as test subjects for the illegal medical operations and chemical modifiers you’re trying to harness to make living machines. Why do that, though? Are androids not enough for the military anymore?”
Elektra crossed her arms, “Androids are full of bugs. In the last war half a company turned around and fired on their own. My subjects are human. Incapable of error.”
“Is that why one escaped four nights ago?” Elektra’s expression shifted momentarily to panic before she could stifle it, and the man nodded, “Yeah, I know all about that, too. And it wouldn’t look too pretty if that subject went to the authorities and sold you out, would it?”
Elektra placed her hands on the table and leaned closer, “How do you even know all of this?” she demanded, her eyes narrowed.
The man chuckled once again and put his feet up on the table, showing off his steel-toed combat boots, “I hacked into your camera systems.”
Elektra shook her head and scoffed, “That’s impossible, our systems have at least a hundred firewalls in place with so much binary behind them they might as well just be stuck in a fortified vault in For Knox.”
Another chuckle, “Ah, but even For Knox got knocked, didn’t it?”
The old gold reserves of the country had been knocked over a millennium ago, long before Elektra had even been thought of. That was after the name of the country had been changed, but still before the great world war XXVII. Someone had managed to hack into the systems of the android guards that secretly dug a tunnel to the outside where they took all of the gold. The person or persons who stole the 1654.8 billion dollars worth of gold had never been caught, and it had taken the nation a very long time to recover afterwards.
Elektra scowled, “Alright, just how much do you know?” she demanded.
“Oh, plenty,” the man replied nonchalantly. “I’ll admit it took me awhile to crack your systems, but currently I have enough evidence against you and all your staff to put every single one of you away for a long, long time… Unless…”
Elektra crossed her arms, her face contorted into a frustrated sneer, “Unless what?”
The man took his feet off the table and leaned forward, allowing Elektra to finally see his hidden gaze. His radioactive green eyes were bionic, and top of the line models, too. Unlike hers, which had simply been modified so her sight was improved enough to see about a hundred yards, his were mechanical replacements that had the accuracy to see anyone of his choosing from a hundred miles. Typically having such tech implanted was risky to anyone, as it would take wiring being implanted in the nervous system for it to work.
The man seemed to notice her discomfort, as he tapped the side of his face and grinned, “Like them? They took me forever to install and it hurt like hell to do all of the wiring, but it was so worth it. I can hit someone with a bullet from over a hundred miles and make sure the accuracy is deadly, too. But, we aren’t here to talk about my technical genius. We’re here to discuss business. You don’t want me to go public with the dirt I’ve got on your company, and I need a little something something to keep my mouth shut.”
Elektra smiled and shook her head, “You really are something else. What’s your name, stranger?”
The man flashed her a winning smile, “Luca. Luca Vitale Cristiano. Accomplished hacker and bounty hunter extraordinaire.”
“And what is your price for keeping quiet about my facility’s secrets, Mister Cristiano?” Elektra asked.
Luca clasped his hands together, “My sister.” Elektra raised an eyebrow in interest and he continued, “My family was poor, and both of my parents were major exphoria abusers. They married my sister off to a mafia boss to get them some more drug money. He had bullets put through their skulls less than 24 hours later and would’ve done the same to me if I hadn’t escaped. I immigrated here, to the Empire. Now my sister is still stuck over in Italy with that bastard who dares to call himself her husband. I know you’ve got the connections to organize a rescue. Get her here to me safely along with enough of a six-figured amount to support her and get her through school and I’ll burn all the evidence I’ve got.”
Elektra tapped her nails against the side of her glass, thinking over his terms for a moment before saying, “The money or your sister. You choose the one more precious to you. Even with whatever evidence you’ve got the funds it would take to get your sister out of crime-ridden Italy plus those six figures you’re demanding would be even more than the bailing of myself from jail and the cover-ups of said evidence. As you’ve said, I have connections.”
“And rivals,” Luca said pointedly. “Plenty of other companies attempting to do what you’re doing. How do you think they’d react when I sent all of them anonymous emails containing the detailed instructions on how to go about the same trials you’re still perfecting along with that special little drug you’re giving your subjects? And… I’ll include a photo of your little escapee so you have to race to get ahold of her before they do.”
Damn it. He had had backed into a corner now. If this was a game of poker he was now holding a royal flush with all of Elektra’s cards being crap. She hated being the one who had to fold, and she hadn’t been that person in a very long time. Still… Maybe there was another way out of this…
“I tell you what,” Luca began, interrupting Elektra’s internal plotting. “Throw in an extra seventh figure to the cash reward and get my sister here with a green card waiting for her… And I’ll capture your little guinea pig, myself.”
“You can do that?” Elektra asked, intrigued.
“Yep. With all of my skills I can find her in less than an hour. Getting her into a position where she can’t escape again’ll be hard, but not impossible. And you know what? I’ll even get her gift-wrapped for you,” Luca replied smugly. “Got a wrapping paper color preference?”
Elektra shook her head, “No, but I will say that if you manage to pull this off… I can get you a lot more than just seven figures. I could actually use someone like you on my staff to hack into my rival companies’ files. So… Get her back alive… and you’ll see yourself and your sister in a house even nicer than mine with a job that more than pays for itself.” She extended her hand to Luca, who shook it. She wrote down her phone number on a napkin and downed the shot of liqueur before standing up. “Make sure to keep me updated on your progress. She cannot be found by any of the other companies, do you got that? Also, if you happen to run into my guards… Let my commander know you’re under my orders.”
Luca smiled and nodded, “You’ve got it. See you around, Doctor.” Elektra was about to grab the bill for her drink that the bartender brought over, but Luca put up his hand and held out his wrist, allowing the bartender to scan it. He nodded curtly and walked away, leaving Luca with a playful smirk, “Until next time, Doctor.”
Elektra walked to her car in a semi-alcoholic semi-exhausted stupor. Still, despite her staggering steps her mind was clear. She was no more going to give Luca a job than she was going to let that Harrison boy out of the trials. Someone like him couldn’t be trusted. Who was to say he wouldn’t hack all of the company’s systems and sell the information to the highest bidder? No, he was a cuckoo bird chick that had found its way into her nest… so she needed to get him out before he starved all of her other babies. As soon as he delivered Gwendolyn back to the facility… He wouldn’t be allowed to walk out of its doors… Well… Alive, that is.
As soon as Elektra arrived at her lavish home she stumbled up the stairs to her room and hung up her lab coat onto the rack by the door. She slipped out of her dress and kicked off her heels. Often she would put away her shoes and send her dress down into the laundry room, but not tonight. Tonight she was too happy and tired to worry about such mundane things. She took out her hand radio and collapsed onto her bed, “Kano, this is Dr. Reynolds. Report.”
Over the radio Kano’s voice replied, “No sign of her, Ma’am, but we haven’t given up the search yet.”
Elektra yawned and nodded, “Thank you for your dedication, Kano. I actually called to give you a new piece of information. A man named Luca Cristiano will be working to find the girl as well. That is all.”
“Yes, Ma’am,“ Kano replied. “Luca Cristiano.”
Elektra smiled tiredly, “Wonderful. Over and out.” She placed the radio on her desk and wriggled under her expensive down comforter. Once again, all of the pieces were falling together perfectly, and soon… Soon all of the loose ends would tie themselves up.
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