Morning Spam

[Undiscussed Groomed for Male Slavery, One Victim of Many]

Rebel Researcher sat down at their workstation to work on their
algorithm for encouraging experimentees to be safer and freer.

When they sat down, the research project bust the wall down. Guts of
their kidnapped friends and family, whom they were forced to analyse
and torture on a daily basis, began spewing all over their work, and
their face. Brains and organs of their loved ones, just piling up.

They had to push aside the body parts of their family members to type
the next word.

They kept typing.

They didn't tell people about this; it would give away what they were
working on. ["They never told anybody about this,"]