A. H. Wong

The Outside World

 

JUNE 18TH, 2012

 

CONTACT WITH THE AGENCY HAS BEEN LOST

Several concerned citizens have reported all contact being lost. No members of the Agency for Unwanted Children have been seen outside in several days, and even some employees are not returning home.

 

The wife of one such employee, a young Mrs. Chapman, had this to say: “A-Aubrey's ain't never done a thing like this before. He always comes home on time, always always comes home on time....Oh, where could that man be? He never did this before, oh, no he didn't. He always came home on time, except for when that accursed 'Master' guy kept him around late. Always felt that man was off, I did!”

 

Mrs. Chapman's suspicions about John Rae have been parroted by many others, and indeed, it seems entirely possible that foul play is at work.

 

Police have, as yet, been unsuccessful in approaching the property. “The Agency's built like a fortress. It isn't even obvious until it's too late-it's like the entire place is built to be untouchable. Even new fences have been built,” a policeman was overheard commenting.

 

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Beatrix' Diary

 

June 18th, 2012

 

Dear Diary,

 

Not like this

 

I always knew I would lose them. Always knew I would end up alone. Always knew I would end up without them. Always, always knew they would leave me.

 

But not like this!

 

Not bloody like this! I wanted them to stay. I wanted them to live, to succeed, to get past everything! I didn't want them to end up this way! I wanted them to be happy. I wanted them to be so so happy....

 

But, now, they're all trapped in there. There's nothing I can do to help. I barely even know where the Agency was! I couldn't....

 

I can't go back there in time to save them.

 

Is Master John really just going to kill all of them off?

 

Please, please, please....Don't let him just kill them off. Not the only people I ever actually got close to in my life, not after everything I went through with them. The Agency was the first home I ever had—as violent, as insane....As bad as it was, it was the first home I had, and I don't want to see it go down this way.

 

I never believed Master John to be capable of this. I never believed he was the kind of man to kill. E-Even after seeing...seeing what he did, I can't rationalize this. I can't make sense of this.

 

The Master John I knew was the weird, blond man. The man who liked alcohol in his coffee. The man who hugged people, who tried to be warm. Even though he kept getting worse, kept getting insane, he still started out so well.

 

What kind of man was he, Diary?

 

What kind of man was he, to create such agony?

 

I never figured out why he did all of this. I mean, sure, we approached him a lot....But he never told us anything.

Never said something that wasn't cryptic about the subject, so all of us just tended to back off from him.

 

I wish we knew.

 

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JUNE 20TH, 2012

 

FOOD DELIVERIES HAVE CEASED

 

Witnesses report that food trucks going to the Agency for Unwanted Children have been turned away from the compound. All those who attempt to approach it are shot on sight, and several are losing hope for those still inside.

Employees are no longer even being allowed into the compound, or out of it. As done with the food trucks, all those who try to force the issue are shot on sight. Police have not yet stated as to whether or not they plan a full-on police raid.

 

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Beatrix' Diary

 

June 20th, 2012

 

Dear Diary,

 

I'm going back to the Agency.

 

I have got to go back. There is nothing else I can do here.

 

Veto is coming with me.

 

We're going to save the Agency for Unwanted Children.