"I was apart of the system since I was seven years old. Some may call it lucky that I managed to stay with my parents till then but to me I wasn't. Some are bought, some are stolen, it doesn't matter how you got there, it only matters how you survive there. The HPS is a private organization that has been operating for years and has always been undetected. Once you are in, you become property. You are no longer a human with rights, you are a object and you do what you are told or else there is consequences."
"I see Ms.-" "It's 182. My name is 182." He looked at me with surprise and sat up a little straighter in his chair. "What did you say this organization was called again, umm 182?" Looking straight into the FBI agent's eyes I replied, "The Human Perfectionist Society."
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