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Known identity: The Shady Lady
Other aliases: Lady of the Shade, (The) Lady, Shady, (The) First, (The) Caged One
Location: New Jersey
Abducted: 2:48 AM
Current location: Unknown-Captured
Current status: Alive-Injured-Worsening
Captors: The Executor, The Advocate, Proxy 269

Assisting: Proxy 271 (Deceased), Proxy 85, Proxy 93 (Deceased)
Objective: Extract information-Make an example

Personal belonging(s): Cellphone (which was found taped to her chest), pocket knife (strapped to her wrist initially)

 

The Lady sleeps. She will sleep the full length of the night with a piece of me. I watched her for a short while; peering into her mind at the blackness she seems to favor. Its silence that of peace. I see now that is the only time of silence she can enjoy. Pity for her it will be ceasing.

I weaved together a web within her head; a lucid dream within a dream. In simple terms: I crafted a place for us to play without her becoming aware she was within a dream state. I do doubt it will last; her ability to adapt is fortunate for her and unfortunate for myself. I am intrigued to see how long the thing can remain within the dark for; so to speak.

I constructed it to fit the identity of where she was. The Caged One did not tread here; perhaps intrigued; perhaps it was not its territory to do so. Fortunate for me.

It was a quick construction I did during her time of being distracted by physical pain. When she slept I transplanted her conscious to acknowledge its new location to awaken within. Her temporary coma state was successful.

The female woke up; what felt to her like hours later; reality said it was only minutes. I entered the room we have been keeping her in, I believe she would take more comfort in it for it reflected alike traits as her basement. Cold, dark, made of cement. She was near the center of the wall; linked in shortened chains; relaxing sourly against the frigid wall. The female looked ready to pounce with her legs drawn to her chest; a look of death radiating from her.

How it and the Caged One mimic one another was intriguing on its own. Finding what was hidden within its head would be delightful. I was looking forward to feeling delighted. I beckoned in a new face to the scene; at least new to us. A child, a boy 9 years of age stood at my side and I did not need to introduce him. The Lady's reaction was silent but deadly; she looked between us both and finally stared upon the child for a lengthy period of time. I could see her skepticism clearly; doubt on how this was possible. I told her the following:

"It is as possible as your doppelganger back home."

 

Oh how that struck a nerve. I sent the boy forward to stand before her; she did not react with violence. The female regarded him as if he were a foreigner to this era. I watched her ignore my gaze from behind the mask; intently focused upon the child.

The Lady reached out and tugged on the sleeve of his sweater; inspecting the child from every angle she could. The boy was confused but did not object. She took his small hand in hers and examined the lines; every nick was traced over. Was he familiar to you now, Lady of the Shade?

She said the following:

"I am sorry but I do not remember you as well as I should. I did something wrong, didn't I?

I don't remember your name, I don't remember smile, your eyes, hell... I don't even remember your age.

Mr. Sunshine is who I know you as, a vicious man. But you're not vicious now, are you? No. Look at you. Who would have guessed I would find innocence in someone so tainted."

 

Not an exact memory but she was beginning to see the pieces come together. The boy shifted shyly; he recognized her all his own but did not have a concrete understanding as to why she was older than he here. Kindred spirits they were; they would feel happiness together as they would suffer together.

269 entered with a chair and plucked the child from her grasp. The reaction this time was a lurch forward but the Lady restrained herself to watch the events unfold themselves. I excused myself to the far side of the room and allowed 269 to bend the boy over the seat. That is what first set the female off. She sprung to her feet and moved out as far as the chains could take her. Demanding whatever was to transpire be halted. I gave no signal to stop; 269 had no reason to stop. He proceeded by unraveling the whip he had brought in with the chair.

The child began whimpering when 269 tore open the back of his sweater, shirt included; bare in the back he was. I watched the Lady's reactions change from seeing her attempt to cease the process was failing to resorting to a new method. Crouching down she directed the boy's attention. The following is what was said and transpired:

"Hey! Kid, hey! Look at me."

 

The child looked around as he held the back of the chair.

 

"Hey! Kid, kid! Pay attention now."

 

The child whimpered shakily.

"Hey! Look at me right now, damn it!"

He looked at her from between the metal bars.

"Look at me, right here. Right in the eyes. Don't look away, okay? Whatever you do just keep looking right at me until I say otherwise. Can you do that?"

He nodded.

"Good, you're a smart kid. Just keep looking me in the eyes."

269 began. The boy was none too pleased.

"Hey! Look at me!"

He pried his little eyes open and did so.

"Don't stop."

Crack after crack. Bleeding and the child did not stop.

"There you go. Just-Just keep focusing, okay? Pain doesn't have to be pain... You're stronger than that. Okay? You-You are a lot stronger the way I know you now."

"Like a hero?"

His little voice questioned through sobs. I saw her reaction; face paling considerably at the mentioning of that one word. I was glad to be wearing this mask during this time.

"Yeah... Just like that. Just like a he-hero."

Pitiful. She could barely ease the word out. Something to look into on a later note.

The process continued for a short while. The female and the boy had fallen silent and relied on the comfort of silence and locked eyes as a distraction. It did not take away his pain nor her own, however. Upon finishing 269 backed away and awaited. I offered the Lady mercy upon the boy, she looked the child in the eyes still and remained quiet.

 

I could feel the shift in the air; so to speak. A wave of doubt; despite her sincerity towards the illusion. She tried to peer through the folds I created within her own layered mind. I forced the dream to continue.

269 grabbed the child by the arm and carried him into a neighboring room. The screaming began and echoed through the concrete building. Let the girl imagine the worse; and how she did just that. Her body flung forward in a motion to grab my throat; the chains prevented her and instead made the female look like a trembling statue.

Then began the tremors. The Lady began her doubting further. The process proceeding faster than initially expected. Through suspicion her mind began pulling forth the event that she dreamed about and more. This is what was seen:

The two were in the field once more; he was dragged away by Him and she was left screaming. There was a transition to a dark town within the night; a building gone up in flames. Another transition to the Lady standing as a child within the night; a smile carved into her face as the boy stood across from her at a distance. Another transition to her submerged within the water; held down by two hands. It fades out afterwards.

 

Who is your attacker, Lady of the Shade? Could it be the Sunshine you seek to save? How does it make you feel?

Perhaps that was not the best question to ask a beast of rage. Her figure trembled; no longer was she looking to kill me. Her eyes focused upon her hands as they shook. I pondered what she was doing for no thoughts echoed through her head. It would seem none were needed. Her person shifted; the shaking of her moving so rapidly there appeared to be 2; ah; but there were, weren't there?

The Caged One has come, latching onto the Lady who was processing what she had bore witness to. One emotion in unison combined. Her hands formed fists near her head; trying to void the voice that tried to assist and soothe the forced memories. The combination of fury exploded; chains becoming useless. The room itself destroyed by one sudden outburst.

The Lady of the Shade screamed only one thing:

"You will never, never tame me!"

 

I dare not say for a second I believed her words; it was the stare that could destroy a thousand suns that imprinted brief doubt into my mind.

The thing's rage began destroying my creation; rather than give her such a chance I imploded it. Collapsing the structure upon itself and diminishing her flame. Within the world of reality I stood once more; she sleeping soundlessly at my feet.

Her mind has been shaken, I can feel it even now. She will remember; she will know of what transpired. Be fortunate, Lady of the Shade; that was all but a dream this time. Peering in I could see the Caged One upon the ground; breathing indicating it was well awake yet. I retreated for now.

The Lady awoken a little over an hour later; hysterically looking for the boy. I humored her which only served her nearly grasp my tie; I suspect she wished to strangle me with it. Realization came to briefly before she began second guessing. The drugs mixed with what message was still within her mind was doing wonders.

The female resumed her position against the wall and rested her head upon her tucked in knees. I watched for some time as the thing faded into its own little world. Yet this is not mania. This is the beginning of her adapting.

I have periodically been checking in on her to see the girl unmoved. So many thoughts; all stirring within her brooding mind. It is obvious to me that this boy affects her greatly, even when unable to remember him properly. Past emotions and defenses are triggered by instinct alone. I ponder; how much has she integrated into her instincts?

I have seen your home, Lady of the Shade. I have seen the care of your family. I have seen the care from these friends scattered from all places. Your compassion is beginning to be understood; yet I do not see what has corrupted your soul. Has He done more or are there other transgressions? What betrayals have you encountered? Is this why you stutter over the word "hero"? Has your own betrayed you or have you never found one? I will see it all.

You will beg to what gods you look to. We are done playing tug of war. Your heart is scarred; between the drugs and my mental play you have begun questioning tonight what is real and what is not. Where is the boy, Lady of the Shade? You seem to grasp reality so briefly now before it is taken away. Unable to keep hold. Let us see how you fair within the morning, shall we?

Think now, woman. Focus yourself; come morning you will be seeing what has twisted minds for years now. Are you excited? Yes; you are. Do not think I cannot feel your thoughts as they quake with a desire to pull me apart.

Mania calls to her and still she refuses it. I ponder; she may drive herself into it without my aid. Humorous that would be; unlikely all the same. Sleep well now, Lady of the Shade. You will need it.

Your companions need you to have it.

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Known identity: The Shady Lady
Other aliases: Lady of the Shade, (The) Lady, Shady, (The) First, (The) Caged One
Location: New Jersey
Abducted: 2:48 AM
Current location: Unknown-Captured
Current status: Alive-Injured-Worsening
Captors: The Executor, The Advocate, Proxy 269

Assisting: Proxy 271 (Deceased), Proxy 85, Proxy 93 (Deceased)
Objective: Extract information-Make an example

Personal belonging(s): Cellphone (which was found taped to her chest), pocket knife (strapped to her wrist initially)

 

The more we push her the more she pushes back. She does not yield nor break; she takes what we have given to her and rises again. Is this thing truly human? I ponder this now; watching as the female stands idly within the filthy room. Every so often it tugs at the shackles we've secured around her four limbs. Does it believe their strength would have diminished over time; is that hope?

 

We will be coming to two days and already I find myself loosening my tie. Rather than succumbing to pain she reacts with indifference or violence. After events earlier this morning I called in three to assist; 271, 85, and 93. Assigning Proxy 93 to the room I watched to see if it would use whatever it did to pluck them from His grasp. No, it did not. It watched 93 for approximately 2 hours and 43 minutes without a break. That was only the two of them alone; earlier the Lady's gaze stalked them for longer. Intriguing. Afterwards she made conversation and said the following:

 

"Did you go willingly?"

 

93 shook nodded.

 

"Are you sure?"

 

93 nodded again.

 

"Have you been tortured?"

 

93 remained silent.

 

"Have you tortured someone ever?"

 

93 nodded.

 

"Did you enjoy it?"

 

93 nodded again.

 

"Did what heart you have flutter with the thrill?"

 

93 nodded again.

"Did you have problems when you were in school?"

93 remained silent.

"Were you hurt by others?"

93 shook her head.

"So you hurt others."

93 nodded.

"Did your family hurt you?"

93 shook her head.

"So you just had some need to do harm upon others?"

93 nodded.

"And you do so without regret, without a second guess?"

93 nodded.

 

"Have you killed?"

 

93 nodded again.

 

"What do you kill with?"

 

93 pulled out a knife from her sweaters front pocket.

 

"Butcher knife? Can I see?"

 

93 remained still.

 

"You think I can really kill you like this?"

 

The Lady jerked her arm in a stabbing motion horizontally. 93 came forward to show off the blade. 

 

The Lady proceeded then to end the conversation. It kicked Proxy 93 in the knee when in close proximity and took the weapon. Without hesitation the female stabbed the proxy in the underside of her chin and up through her skull. 93 did not survive; her own fault for not considering vertical movements. 271 broke into the room and attacked. The Lady drew herself closer to the wall where the chains originated from. As I suspected it was to give its body more movement.

 

To keep things short the female used that to her advantage. The chains keeping her here were used against 271; he was tripped. The female stabbed 271 in the abdomen 4 times before planting the knife within his stomach.

 

269 entered, he being a first to my beckon call I had trust in him being able to disarm and subdue the female. I was correct; despite her hostility against him. He took the knife and cut open her left thigh until the blade hit bone. I predict she will not be moving around easily from now on.

Upon the table again I dove into her mind. Her threats did not fall silent to my ears; and what threats they were, my, my.

I let her view her family. The girl panicked the moment she saw them. Intriguing. I pursued only for the thing to become paranoid severely. Nothing has occurred and already concern laces through it. Protected are they; I acknowledged this. It did not mean within her own mind they were safe. I spent 45 minutes taunting her with the possibilities.

Enough play. I sought answers; but still she had none to give. I tapped in further, coming to the Cage One once more who was not pleased. It took away the light that shined and allowed the blackness to fill. It trembled with rage and furiously roared until that section of her mind quaked. Not yet it would seem; I retreated briefly before returning and lashing her back into the darkness. I reached into the veil that suppressed her past and pulled forth something new. The following is it:

Childhood again; the female was walking down the street in her neighborhood. A car slowed itself upon its approach. This triggered a memory within a memory. Flashbacks of other times this car was seen before then. The face is obscured like all the previous times. The Lady looks to them and a brief conversation transpires; it does not seem she approves of the person. Each step becomes more distant from the vehicle; one suspicious sidelong look to the car and the memory fades. Her childhood figure disappears from that spot and the car leaves.

 

Was the Lady snatched? I look to the Caged One as she seethed to my right and growled the following:

"No."

 

No what? is now the question. No to my question or no to the time?

Good news is she did not seizure this time. I ceased my hold and allowed her time to eat and drink.

271 did not make it. Two of our own have been slain in the less than two days she has been here. That thing is adapting to its surroundings like a virus adapting to an immune system. No information was given to her about the two individuals she has killed; yet she determined them to be the ones that even if she had plucked from His grasp would have either come back or continued murdering on their own.

Did we underestimate this thing? It treads between harming and protecting at such a rapid rate. It concerns me as to how long this is taking to extract information of any kind. When I enter her mind I find nothing from the past other than what has already been spoken of. Things this female is used to. I plan to rely on the Advocate to lessen her resistance for a longer period. Physical strain with some psychological bonuses may serve us better.

I will await until she rests later to step in once more. A lucid dream proved to deliver more answers; even if I was eliminating everything she sent at me throughout it.

For now she has reverted to her silence. Even on the other side of the glass I can see her watching us. What will it take to break her; to tame her? Sensitive minds awaken from their slumbers when I intrude; this rejection is not normal. Unrelenting and brutal. I ask again, Lady of the Shade: Are you truly human? for your mind leaves footprints that say otherwise. Here I thought I experienced it all; it seems humans still have something left to offer.

 

I will be here until she sleeps; occasionally looking into the process. You have my time to waste; begin.

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The Lady began screaming from her room. When I entered I found her curled upon the floor where I had left her.

I slipped into her mind and found her encountering one of the memories I forced out upon our first crossing. The boy was there again and she was but a child. Intrigued I watched from a tree as the dream replayed itself over.

They two of them were within a park. The field far from the playground the other children played at. Frolicking within the field they explored. I detected little to be unstable of her then and suspect this was where her instability began. I found myself correct at the lurking presence that followed the two.

It was He who I serve that stalked the pair as they examined the wildlife around them.

It was He who stepped from the treeline and wrapped a tentacle around the boy's leg.

It was He who dragged the boy away.

It was she who screamed bloody murder and tried to catch up only to be left behind in failure.

Intriguing. I know who this boy is, Lady of the Shade. He is your proxy. He is the one you have called Mr. Sunshine.

Remember this you little thing of flesh and feeling. Remember his face. Remember the face you failed to save.

Is this one of the causes that motivates you to protect? To act as their "shield", if you will. Is this why your heart is conflicted between expanding and remaining shielded? Let us find out.

The female began mumbling incoherently; tucking herself further into a ball. Mental anguish outweighing any physical torture we could ever do to her; that would be tested. This will be useful, however. Shall we explore further on this later, Lady?

I left her to her dreams. A brief six minute intermission; now I return to wasting time until the five hours have passed.

0.7

Known identity: The Shady Lady
Other aliases: Lady of the Shade, (The) Lady, Shady, (The) First, (The) Caged One
Location: New Jersey
Abducted: 2:48 AM
Current location: Unknown-Captured
Current status: Alive-Injured-Worsening
Captors: The Executor, The Advocate, Proxy 269
Objective: Extract information-Make an example

Personal belonging(s): Cellphone (which was found taped to her chest), pocket knife (strapped to her wrist initially)

The female remains defiant. Upon transferring her to a chair she managed to bruise my jawline through the mask. I proceeded with electrocuting her with a reasonable voltage. The Lady refused to speak or address my questions. I increased the voltage but no affect was made. I continued a steady increase until a change was shown.

The thing began rocking itself back and forth and muttering incoherent sentences. Upon approaching and looking her at eye level she reacted; violently. Lurching forward and screaming the following:

"May you fucking burn!"

I reacted with grasping her throat and slamming her back against the chair. She remained without breath until her body calmed itself and awoke at my call.

I noticed her hands making twitching movements; flexing in the manner asylum patients have been known for. Intriguing. I have become interested in determining if she had previously encountered such a place.

Delving into her mind proved to be another war all its own. Imaginative little thing. Prior to her I had yet to encounter a human capable of this kind of control. It is almost worthy of sympathy how well it contains the emotions begging to be let out. Again I say almost.

Shock treatment and mental probing continued back and forth until I exhausted her some and was able to access further into her mind. Upon getting there I encountered the female; only it was not quite her. I suspected this was the Caged One she refers to in her own writings. It shook its head slowly as I came forward; then snarled something less human. It said the following:

"Not this day when We still remain strong and functioning.

Continue your path forward and We will crush you.

Crush you.

We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll crush you. We'll fucking destroy you!"

Her mind became unstable; I left. I found her body having a seizure when I returned. Suspending further interrogation I issued five hours of undisturbed rest.

We. Intriguing. I have come to the conclusion this female is in a constant struggle between stability and instability. Past verses Present; a battle for purposes I have yet to determine.

I suspect this has to due with her suppressed memories. The Caged One appears to be guarding them.

Upon looking over the room I noticed she managed to dent the metal table we previously had her on. The arms of the chair were loose as well. The violent force the Lady is capable of producing will do well once she has been made into an example.

The Advocate will begin first in five hours. I expect physical torture will have a better effect on her state of mind upon first waking. The female continues to reject my presence with her sensitive mind. It should change after her mind has become used to my presence; therefore allowing me more time and places to access.

Those who are known closely to her should be grateful to not bear witnessed to the brutality this little thing is capable of. I am quite surprised she has not willingly given herself over to Him. It would seem these thoughts of interrogation will be put to use against her. I amuse myself over the thought of how the female will react when her own methods are used against her. I will be informing the Advocate of physical methods that may be useful. His current record of creativity in these things makes me think he may already have a list of options. I do believe he will enjoy what I have found, however.

For now I am left going over what I already have discovered. The pieces to this thing's puzzle are only a few out of the whole. The Lady's resistance is not helping to make things easier. The simplicity of sending her into mania is great; even with the control she maintains; even with the Caged One to fall back upon.

We resume in less than five hours.

Say what you will while you have my time.

0.6

Known identity: The Shady Lady
Other aliases: Lady of the Shade, (The) Lady, Shady, (The) First
Location: New Jersey
Abducted: 2:48 AM
Current location: Unknown-Captured
Current status: Alive-Injured-Worsening
Captors: The Executor, The Advocate, Proxy 269
Objective: Extract information-Make an example


Since the capture of the Lady we have been working without breaks. That being said it is quite nice to wash my hands off and tell you all things are going well. The stubborn thing continues to fight even through its screams.

Intriguing note: It refuses to scream fully. Rather willing to bite off its own tongue than open its mouth. I am interested in seeing how long it will take until one of the two occur.


Extracting information has proven itself less effective to its damaged mind. The Lady's memories are suppressed more than initially expected. She laughed mentioning something regarding a layered mind before The Advocate took my place.

Which leads me to being here with this update.


No negotiations.


Your questions may or may not be answered depending on them.


You have little time now unless you wish to wait until my next round of interrogation is through. Afterwards the Lady will be in the Advocate's hands until she has lessened her resistance. I will be overseeing the process so that nothing of necessary value is permanently lost. We cannot make a proper example if a leg is missing or vital organ.