The Angel Brigade began one lonely night in eighteenth century London, when a group of scientests decided to begin testing on humans instead of expirementing only on animals. The Angels began to acquire human subjects via the slave trade, kidnappings, and other means...
We are the few who escaped. And we will fight back. Even though you'd view us as monsters, and, hell, maybe we are monsters, we still will try. Because people dont belong there. And we're going to shut them down, no matter what it takes.
First off, blame my brother for this. It was all his idea, and although I don’t think it’s one of his better ones, his badgering and cajoling got to me. I know the more I say no, the more he’s going to pester me, so … Yes. As usual, I caved.
He said that I should write a chronicle of our lives. His idea was to get the word out there, that this world isn’t safe anymore. Actually, this world hasn’t been safe for anybody for the past two hundred years.
You. Yes you, flipping absently through the pages of this chronicle. It doesn’t matter that you never did anything, doesn’t matter that you aren’t rich or powerful or famous. You are not safe. You never were safe.
Well, why do you think I’m writing this?
Anyway. So herein lies the question- red pill or blue pill? Of course, you could put this book down, drink some hot coffee and pretend you never glanced beyond the cover. Naturally, you’ll probably be blissfully dead tomorrow morning, but such is the price of ignorance. Or you could keep reading. Learn, and discover the truth.
It’s your choice.
But here it is. The truth. Some names have been changed to protect identities, but other than that, the truth. Using my memory and accounts from some friends and acquaintances, along with an extremely helpful diary, K.A.L. and I have put this together. Use this resource wisely.
So, here I humbly present, the truth.
Do with it as you will.