WEBVTT Kind: captions Language: en 00:00:00.400 --> 00:00:02.240 Timmy screamed. 00:00:02.240 --> 00:00:06.400 His dad’s eyes were filled with madness  as his hand clamped around the boy's   00:00:06.400 --> 00:00:11.840 ankle. In his other hand, a hypodermic  needle glinted as it caught the light. 00:00:11.840 --> 00:00:18.880 “Just stay still, Timmy,” he said, voice hoarse  and threatening. “You owe this to the family…” 00:00:18.880 --> 00:00:24.400 Just down the hall, Mom watched with an  evil smile. None of them had any idea   00:00:24.400 --> 00:00:27.920 about the ones running towards the house outside… 00:00:27.920 --> 00:00:31.680 Hours earlier, Timmy was trapped  down in the darkness of the basement,   00:00:31.680 --> 00:00:36.160 arms bound. He remembered having  a bed once - they all had beds,   00:00:36.160 --> 00:00:41.920 their own rooms even. That was before the  terrible change had come over Timmy’s parents. 00:00:41.920 --> 00:00:47.280 Now, his bed was little more than a thick piece  of fabric in the corner of his cage. One of four   00:00:47.280 --> 00:00:53.200 installed in the basement, the kind designed for  large and aggressive dogs. Even if he had tools,   00:00:53.200 --> 00:00:58.560 he’d never be able to file through the bars.  And that’s exactly how his parents wanted it. 00:00:58.560 --> 00:01:01.040 There were terrible noises down in the basement,   00:01:01.040 --> 00:01:05.920 even when Mom and Dad weren’t “working”  down there. Timmy had siblings once:   00:01:05.920 --> 00:01:10.960 Johnny, Alice, and Elliot. It was insane to  think it was only two years since they’d all   00:01:10.960 --> 00:01:16.640 lived a normal life. They’d gone to school,  eaten three meals a day, gone on vacations,   00:01:16.640 --> 00:01:21.440 back when Mom and Dad still had their jobs at  Prometheus Labs in the Biogenetics Department. 00:01:21.440 --> 00:01:28.720 But when Prometheus collapsed… something changed.  Timmy’s parents, once loving and jovial people who   00:01:28.720 --> 00:01:34.400 tucked them in every night and read them bedtime  stories, became cold and distant. They’d stare off   00:01:34.400 --> 00:01:39.280 into space most days, trancelike. Sometimes  ignoring Timmy and his siblings when they   00:01:39.280 --> 00:01:45.280 tried to talk to them. They stopped living and  started sleepwalking through daily existence. 00:01:45.280 --> 00:01:48.560 Timmy and the others had noticed that  their parents would stay up late at night,   00:01:48.560 --> 00:01:54.560 arguing about bills. They went from two cars to  one, and then that car was exchanged for a far   00:01:54.560 --> 00:01:59.680 worse one. They stopped having branded food  and started getting the brand X alternative   00:01:59.680 --> 00:02:04.400 from supermarkets. They went from being  understanding and patient to flying into   00:02:04.400 --> 00:02:09.200 yelling, screaming rages at any of the kids  when they made even the tiniest mistake. 00:02:09.200 --> 00:02:14.480 Everything that had been so beautiful  and perfect had all turned to ash. 00:02:14.480 --> 00:02:18.000 And then the stranger in the suit arrived. 00:02:18.000 --> 00:02:23.040 All the siblings knew something was wrong when  the man first arrived. He was like a human draft,   00:02:23.040 --> 00:02:27.920 a frigid wind blowing through their halls that  chilled them all to the bone. The kids thought   00:02:27.920 --> 00:02:34.400 he looked like a vampire, pale and gaunt, with an  expensive but oddly old-fashioned looking suit.   00:02:34.400 --> 00:02:40.640 He always carried a red leather briefcase with  the letters “M.C.D” embroidered on it in gold. 00:02:40.640 --> 00:02:45.120 Whenever the stranger in the suit visited, the  Mom and Dad would send the kids up to their rooms   00:02:45.120 --> 00:02:50.320 so they could discuss their mysterious business  in private. But how could a child not be curious   00:02:50.320 --> 00:02:55.120 about this? They all listened in secret through  the floors, catching snippets here and there. 00:02:55.120 --> 00:02:59.200 “—And you’re sure this is the  only way?” they heard Mom say. 00:02:59.200 --> 00:03:03.760 They strained to hear the reply, but The  Stranger in the Suit always spoke softly,   00:03:03.760 --> 00:03:06.800 choosing his words with care and purpose. 00:03:06.800 --> 00:03:09.840 But there were fragments that  traveled up and through the floor. 00:03:10.400 --> 00:03:14.960 “—My employers firmly believe that children  are the best for this. They’re pliable,   00:03:14.960 --> 00:03:18.960 moldable. Unburdened by a developed ideology—“ 00:03:18.960 --> 00:03:21.600 Timmy and the others had no  idea what most of these words   00:03:21.600 --> 00:03:26.240 even meant - but something about them  rang with a distinct sense of threat. 00:03:26.240 --> 00:03:29.120 Then they heard their father,  with a voice flat and serious,   00:03:29.120 --> 00:03:33.840 said, “And you can guarantee a million  a head if we keep our end of the deal?” 00:03:33.840 --> 00:03:37.280 A long pause. The Stranger in the Suit considered. 00:03:37.280 --> 00:03:40.560 “That depends on the quality of the mutations…” 00:03:40.560 --> 00:03:44.880 The Stranger left after that, and drove away  in a car that the kids always thought looked   00:03:44.880 --> 00:03:50.960 like a luxury hearse. Their parents remained down  in the kitchen for some time after that, talking. 00:03:50.960 --> 00:03:55.440 “—I’m not sure… We’ve had them for  years…” they heard their father saying. 00:03:55.440 --> 00:04:01.520 “I’s a once in a lifetime opportunity,” their  mother replied. “We could always have some more.” 00:04:01.520 --> 00:04:06.800 The day after that, Mom and Dad changed  again. They barely spoke to the kids at all,   00:04:06.800 --> 00:04:11.600 but they were smiling more. They spent most  of their time in the basement. All the kids   00:04:11.600 --> 00:04:16.320 knew that their parents were scientists in  some way or other. Perhaps, the kids figured,   00:04:16.320 --> 00:04:20.880 they were working on some invention down there.  They all held out the vain hope that if they did   00:04:20.880 --> 00:04:26.400 create some stupendous invention, maybe things  could go back to the way they were before. 00:04:26.400 --> 00:04:30.720 Soon enough, they’d been  proven wrong in the worst way. 00:04:30.720 --> 00:04:35.360 Mom and Dad started watching them all, the  way someone might look at some insect pinned   00:04:35.360 --> 00:04:40.160 into place beneath a microscope. The kids  started to feel paranoid, noticing now and   00:04:40.160 --> 00:04:44.800 then that while they were playing or watching  TV, their Mom or Dad might be standing quietly   00:04:44.800 --> 00:04:48.960 somewhere behind them. Looking through  a doorway or peering around a corner,   00:04:48.960 --> 00:04:53.520 only to back away or disappear the  second any of the kids noticed them. 00:04:53.520 --> 00:04:58.400 They felt exposed. Observed. LikeMom and Dad  weren’t looking at them as loving parents,   00:04:58.400 --> 00:05:04.720 but as test subjects. And it wouldn’t  take long for this to become literal. 00:05:04.720 --> 00:05:09.920 It began during a tense family dinner. They  used to be so lively, filled with conversation,   00:05:09.920 --> 00:05:14.400 or occasionally sitting in front of the TV  together while eating. But for months now,   00:05:14.400 --> 00:05:18.160 they had dinner in silence. The  kids were made to eat an unpleasant,   00:05:18.160 --> 00:05:22.240 thin gruel that would always  leave them going to bed hungry. 00:05:22.240 --> 00:05:26.560 Johnny was the one who made the mistake of  complaining. Asking when they’d get real   00:05:26.560 --> 00:05:30.800 food again. Soon enough, Mom and Dad  were screaming at him until they were   00:05:30.800 --> 00:05:36.160 trembling and crying in their chairs. He  tried to apologise, try to beg for mercy,   00:05:36.160 --> 00:05:40.960 but nothing got through to Mom and Dad. Their  father grabbed Johnny by the wrist and dragged   00:05:40.960 --> 00:05:47.280 him down to the basement, kicking and screaming.  Johnny needed to be taught some manners. 00:05:47.280 --> 00:05:51.680 It would be the last time that any of  them would see Johnny, well, as Johnny,   00:05:51.680 --> 00:05:55.920 ever again. But the rest of them would be  getting the same treatment soon enough.   00:05:55.920 --> 00:06:00.080 One by one, something would send  all of them down to the basement. 00:06:00.080 --> 00:06:04.400 Alice made the terrible mistake of asking  for help with some of her math homework. It   00:06:04.400 --> 00:06:08.880 was hard to concentrate, being hungry all  the time. Mom smiled and said that, yes,   00:06:08.880 --> 00:06:14.240 of course she could help, but it would be so much  easier to focus down in the basement, wouldn’t it? 00:06:14.240 --> 00:06:19.200 Alice was terrified, but she didn’t want  to argue. She saw how they treated Johnny.   00:06:19.200 --> 00:06:24.640 So she was a good, obedient little girl, and  was led down into the basement by Mom. When   00:06:24.640 --> 00:06:30.800 she saw what was already down there, she  screamed. But she didn't scream for long. 00:06:30.800 --> 00:06:35.920 Elliot was next. He didn’t do anything, not  really. They didn’t even give him any time to   00:06:35.920 --> 00:06:40.640 think. Mom and Dad woke him up in the middle of  the night, and told him to come downstairs, they   00:06:40.640 --> 00:06:45.840 had the most amazing surprise to show him. And  in the more neutral sense of the word “amazing”,   00:06:45.840 --> 00:06:51.280 as in, “to produce shock and awe”, then they  were telling him the truth for once. Elliot   00:06:51.280 --> 00:06:57.360 was led down into the basement like the others,  and then, Timmy was basically an only child. 00:06:57.360 --> 00:07:02.080 He wouldn’t stay topside forever. Of course he  wouldn’t, as much as he would have liked living   00:07:02.080 --> 00:07:06.960 in that comforting lie. They didn’t even bother  to make up an excuse in the end, just told him   00:07:06.960 --> 00:07:12.400 to come down to the basement. To see how his  siblings were, in their word, “progressing.” 00:07:12.400 --> 00:07:17.360 Timmy crept down the long, dark stairs into  the basement, hearing strange and terrible   00:07:17.360 --> 00:07:22.960 sounds down there. Then the lights came on.  Timmy’s heart almost stopped in his chest,   00:07:22.960 --> 00:07:29.920 seeing them. Seeing what they’d become. Knowing,  on some level, what they would never be again. 00:07:29.920 --> 00:07:34.080 Johnny - and Timmy knew it was Johnny  because each cage had their names on a small   00:07:34.080 --> 00:07:40.240 piece of card - had been turned into a squat,  drooling creature. His skin was concrete gray,   00:07:40.240 --> 00:07:45.680 his back covered in long, protruding bone  spikes, like the quills of a porcupine. 00:07:45.680 --> 00:07:50.880 They’d turned Alice into something impossible.  Her skin had turned to molten lava rock,   00:07:50.880 --> 00:07:57.040 crisscrossed with glowing veins, floating slightly  off the ground. Her hands were pom-poms of fire,   00:07:57.040 --> 00:08:01.360 radiating light and heat, like some  hellish parody of a cheerleader. He   00:08:01.360 --> 00:08:05.920 could even see flames in her eyes and  fluttering out from behind her teeth. 00:08:05.920 --> 00:08:08.960 And in the question of “Animal,  vegetable, or mineral?”,   00:08:08.960 --> 00:08:14.000 Elliot had changed category. Mom and Dad’s  experiments had turned him into a green,   00:08:14.000 --> 00:08:18.640 leafy creature with blooming flowers  like antennas instead of eyes. The   00:08:18.640 --> 00:08:24.160 rest of him was a skein of vines, each one  covered in hundreds of sharp-edged thorns. 00:08:24.160 --> 00:08:28.960 At the end of the row was an empty cage  - one that had a card with Timmy’s name   00:08:28.960 --> 00:08:35.680 written on it. And it wasn’t long before Timmy  was inside it, bound by zip ties and helpless. 00:08:35.680 --> 00:08:40.720 As the nights passed, his parents worked in their  basement laboratory on the anomalous mutagen that   00:08:40.720 --> 00:08:46.320 would steal his humanity away. All Timmy could  do was look at what his siblings had become:   00:08:46.320 --> 00:08:51.440 Johnny, the spiny beast. Alice, the  fiery demon. And Elliot, the twisting,   00:08:51.440 --> 00:08:55.600 weaving plant creature. Timmy knew that  he would need to escape and reveal the   00:08:55.600 --> 00:08:58.560 terrible evil that his parents  had committed against them all. 00:08:58.560 --> 00:09:01.600 He needed to live, and stay human. 00:09:01.600 --> 00:09:06.160 Mom and Dad were working hard. Using  some technology they’d “borrowed” from   00:09:06.160 --> 00:09:09.920 the Prometheus Labs headquarters before  the whole thing had come tumbling down,   00:09:09.920 --> 00:09:15.280 they worked on synthesizing a compound that would  change him into a truly dangerous monster. And   00:09:15.280 --> 00:09:19.920 all they would need to do is inject it  into his body with a hypodermic needle. 00:09:19.920 --> 00:09:23.200 It was early one morning when  Dad, holding said needle,   00:09:23.200 --> 00:09:28.480 approached the cage. Mom hung back a  little and smiled, thinking of money. 00:09:28.480 --> 00:09:30.400 “Are you going to be a good little boy for dad,   00:09:30.400 --> 00:09:34.480 Timmy?” he said, reaching down for  the cage’s lock with his free hand. 00:09:34.480 --> 00:09:36.960 Timmy forced a smile and nodded. 00:09:36.960 --> 00:09:41.280 “Good boy,” Mom said. “Much  more docile than the others.” 00:09:41.280 --> 00:09:44.160 But Timmy knew something they didn’t. He’d spent   00:09:44.160 --> 00:09:47.280 the last few nights slowly chewing  through the zip ties on his wrists,   00:09:47.280 --> 00:09:51.750 but holding them together to make it look like  everything was moving according to their plans. 00:09:51.750 --> 00:09:56.480 Though as the second the cage door opened, Timmy  lunged out, punching his dad in the groin with all   00:09:56.480 --> 00:10:01.920 his strength. He ran up the stairs and out of the  basement while his dad folded like a lawn chair. 00:10:01.920 --> 00:10:04.480 By the time he was three quarters  of the way up the stairs,   00:10:04.480 --> 00:10:07.440 he heard footsteps thundering behind him. 00:10:07.440 --> 00:10:11.760 Which brings us back to where we began.  Timmy, adrenalized and terrified,   00:10:11.760 --> 00:10:15.600 trying to kick his way free as his  father grabbed him around the ankle,   00:10:15.600 --> 00:10:21.600 trying to pull him back - preparing the hypodermic  syringe in his spare hand. To Timmy, it didn’t   00:10:21.600 --> 00:10:27.760 even look like his father anymore. He was a  wild-eyed demon, skin beaded with nervous sweat. 00:10:27.760 --> 00:10:32.240 “Just stay still, Timmy,” he said,  voice hoarse and threatening. “You   00:10:32.240 --> 00:10:35.440 owe this to the family… This  is going to make us rich,   00:10:35.440 --> 00:10:40.960 you can’t ruin it. Especially after everything  we and your mother have sacrificed for you…” 00:10:40.960 --> 00:10:46.160 Dad was squeezing his ankle so hard he could  almost feel the future bruise forming. Timmy   00:10:46.160 --> 00:10:50.640 tried to struggle free, but his Dad was  bringing the needle closer and closer.   00:10:50.640 --> 00:10:53.760 He could see his mother step  into the hallway to watch. 00:10:53.760 --> 00:10:59.200 “Just let it happen, Timmy,” she said. “You  won’t even remember who you were after this…” 00:10:59.200 --> 00:11:04.720 Timmy wouldn’t cry. He wouldn’t beg. He’d done  all that already, and he knew it wouldn’t help him   00:11:04.720 --> 00:11:10.720 now, as the needle was inches away from his skin.  If his parents had any soul left to appeal to,   00:11:10.720 --> 00:11:14.880 they never would have been able to do  all this, to him or any of his siblings. 00:11:14.880 --> 00:11:18.000 All Timmy could do now was fight. 00:11:18.000 --> 00:11:21.840 In the last possible moment, Timmy  reared up and, with all his strength,   00:11:21.840 --> 00:11:26.160 kicked his father’s hand, knocking the  needle back into his father’s own body.   00:11:26.160 --> 00:11:30.800 The monstrous man froze in shock, and  Timmy wasted no time lunging forward,   00:11:30.800 --> 00:11:36.960 striking the plunger on the back of the needle and  injecting the entire contents into his Dad’s body. 00:11:36.960 --> 00:11:40.480 Further down the hall, his Mom screamed. 00:11:40.480 --> 00:11:45.200 Timmy’s Dad reared back in pain, letting  go of Timmy’s leg, his jaw clenched and   00:11:45.200 --> 00:11:50.160 every vein in his neck standing proud.  His skin started to turn an inflamed red,   00:11:50.160 --> 00:11:53.520 then began to darken as the change took hold. 00:11:53.520 --> 00:11:57.920 Mom ran forward and tried to grab her husband  by the shoulders, but he bucked back and knocked   00:11:57.920 --> 00:12:03.120 her to the ground. His clothes began to rip as  his body bulged and contorted into nightmarish   00:12:03.120 --> 00:12:08.640 proportions. Claws and fangs busted out of his  flesh, along with meaty tendrils and spasming   00:12:08.640 --> 00:12:14.640 insect legs. He let out howling, animal screams,  first from the agony of the transformation, and   00:12:14.640 --> 00:12:20.560 then because his darkly brilliant brain started to  turn to mush in his mutating head. And Timmy was   00:12:20.560 --> 00:12:27.120 filled with horror, not just at the sight of it,  but at knowing this was so very nearly his fate. 00:12:27.120 --> 00:12:31.520 But there was no time to sit and watch. Timmy ran  up to the front door and tugged on the handle,   00:12:31.520 --> 00:12:36.480 but it wouldn’t budge. It was locked. He struggled  at the mechanism, as he turned to see the monster   00:12:36.480 --> 00:12:42.080 that was once his father, and his rage-filled  mother, barging down the hall towards him. 00:12:42.080 --> 00:12:46.880 All he could do was dodge out of the way and run  into the nearby living room, just to put some   00:12:46.880 --> 00:12:52.560 space between him and them. His father was still  howling out his monstrous roar, and his mother,   00:12:52.560 --> 00:12:58.800 spitting with rage, was screaming, “You worthless,  terrible little boy! You ungrateful monster!” 00:12:58.800 --> 00:13:02.320 Timmy narrowly dodged the whipping of  his father’s tendrils. His mother had   00:13:02.320 --> 00:13:06.320 pulled out a .38 snub nose revolver  and started firing it erratically   00:13:06.320 --> 00:13:11.520 around the room - thankfully at least too  enraged to aim with any real accuracy. 00:13:11.520 --> 00:13:16.560 But there was no other way out of the living room,  his terrible parents had cornered him here. He   00:13:16.560 --> 00:13:22.480 could feel his father’s many clawed limbs reaching  out for him as his mother lined up another shot. 00:13:22.480 --> 00:13:28.000 And then… a fireball hit his father’s  mutant body, lighting up his back in flame.   00:13:28.000 --> 00:13:32.880 Timmy turned with astonishment to see that Alice  was there in the doorway, her brimstone body   00:13:32.880 --> 00:13:38.800 glowing with energy. Her eyes burned with rage  as she summoned up another fireball in her hand. 00:13:38.800 --> 00:13:43.600 “Don’t… Hurt… Him!” she forced out  through a mouth full of embers. 00:13:43.600 --> 00:13:47.920 The monster-father, still burning,  turned and began loping towards Alice,   00:13:47.920 --> 00:13:52.160 knocking her back into the hall. Mom  panicked and began trying to drag the   00:13:52.160 --> 00:13:56.000 monster that was once her husband  away from their anomalous daughter. 00:13:56.000 --> 00:14:00.160 “No, no!” Mom yelled. “That’s  a million dollars there—“ 00:14:00.160 --> 00:14:04.560 But before Dad could bear down upon Alice  fully, he was suddenly pincushioned by a   00:14:04.560 --> 00:14:08.640 barrage of bone-spikes. Johnny,  who’d crawled up into the hall,   00:14:08.640 --> 00:14:14.000 was letting out monstrous screeches. It seemed  that Timmy’s siblings had remembered more of who   00:14:14.000 --> 00:14:18.000 they once were than he or his parents had  once believed. They were banding together   00:14:18.000 --> 00:14:23.360 to prevent Timmy from sharing their fate.  But there was still one more sibling to go. 00:14:23.360 --> 00:14:26.640 The entire ground rumbled and  collapsed under his mother’s feet,   00:14:26.640 --> 00:14:31.360 as the thorn-covered vines of Elliot  unraveled up around her and clung into   00:14:31.360 --> 00:14:35.760 her skin. She screamed in pain as  the vines got tighter and tighter,   00:14:35.760 --> 00:14:40.960 expressing every moment of rage and agony  that his evil parents had put him through. 00:14:40.960 --> 00:14:45.680 “You ruined everything! You worthless  little brat!” Timmy’s mother screamed,   00:14:45.680 --> 00:14:48.000 and pointed the revolver at Timmy. 00:14:48.000 --> 00:14:49.600 A gunshot rang out. 00:14:49.600 --> 00:14:51.280 But not from Mom. 00:14:51.280 --> 00:14:54.640 A bullet had flown with expert precision  through the living room window,   00:14:54.640 --> 00:14:59.440 knocking the revolver from Mom’s hand. She was  so shocked that she seemed distracted from the   00:14:59.440 --> 00:15:04.960 thorny vines piercing her skin. And that shock  only escalated when men in SWAT gear smashed   00:15:04.960 --> 00:15:09.680 through the front door with a battering ram,  and rappelled in through the living room window. 00:15:09.680 --> 00:15:14.960 Dad reared up in all his terrible monstrosity  and tried to attack the interlopers. They gave   00:15:14.960 --> 00:15:20.240 a counter-argument in hot lead, going full-auto  and shredding the monster that Dad had become   00:15:20.240 --> 00:15:25.520 with sustained gunfire. Mom screamed in horror at  the sight of it, as the SWAT operatives grabbed   00:15:25.520 --> 00:15:29.920 her and dragged her out of the hole in the  ground, where the thorny tendrils receded. 00:15:29.920 --> 00:15:33.360 The men slammed her against the wall  and handcuffed her as she screamed and   00:15:33.360 --> 00:15:38.720 protested her innocence. More and more of these  armored tactical soldiers ran into the home,   00:15:38.720 --> 00:15:42.720 using specialized tech to subdue not  only Mom, but the anomalous children.   00:15:43.600 --> 00:15:47.200 One of the men walked up to Timmy,  who was understandably confused and   00:15:47.200 --> 00:15:51.280 terrified about this, and lifted  up the visor on his tactical armor. 00:15:51.280 --> 00:15:56.800 “Don’t worry, kid,” the man said. “We’re  the good guys. You’re gonna be safe now.” 00:15:56.800 --> 00:16:01.040 Everything after that was a blur. The  Foundation contained all the children,   00:16:01.040 --> 00:16:07.440 arrested Mom, and dragged out Dad’s mutated body  to be dissected, studied, and later burned. After   00:16:07.440 --> 00:16:11.280 removing all the equipment from the basement  and discovering the full extent of Mom and   00:16:11.280 --> 00:16:16.720 Dad’s correspondence with the Stranger in the  Suit, the whole horrible truth came to light. 00:16:16.720 --> 00:16:19.840 The Foundation had seized and  shut down Prometheus Labs,   00:16:19.840 --> 00:16:24.480 a long-running Foundation Group of Interest that  had pioneered anomalous science and technology   00:16:24.480 --> 00:16:29.680 for decades. Mom and Dad had been two of  the lab’s most promising new scientists,   00:16:29.680 --> 00:16:34.720 spearheading the new Biogenetics Division,  only to have their lives ripped away from them. 00:16:34.720 --> 00:16:39.920 Details of Prometheus Labs’ former employees had  been purchased by representatives of Marshall,   00:16:39.920 --> 00:16:45.040 Carter, and Dark Ltd., a sprawling anomalous  enterprise composed of auction houses,   00:16:45.040 --> 00:16:49.840 exclusive private clubs, and an equity  division. They contacted Mom and Dad,   00:16:49.840 --> 00:16:54.080 and they made an arrangement: If Mom and  Dad could transform their four children into   00:16:54.080 --> 00:16:58.480 powerful and dangerous anomalies, Marshall,  Carter, and Dark Ltd. would buy them at a   00:16:58.480 --> 00:17:03.600 high price and turn them into super-soldiers,  before selling them off to the highest bidder. 00:17:04.320 --> 00:17:08.320 And they would have succeeded, too, had a  Foundation mole embedded in the nefarious   00:17:08.320 --> 00:17:13.040 corporation not intercepted some of their  communications in the nick of time. If this   00:17:13.040 --> 00:17:19.120 hadn’t happened exactly when it did, Mom and Dad  likely would have become very wealthy people. 00:17:19.120 --> 00:17:24.400 Alice, Johnny, and Elliot, the three children who  were changed, are still in Foundation containment,   00:17:24.400 --> 00:17:29.200 undergoing mental rehabilitation after the  trauma they’d suffered at their parents’ hands.   00:17:29.200 --> 00:17:33.600 Due to their anomalous nature, they will never  be allowed to leave Foundation containment. 00:17:33.600 --> 00:17:38.160 Timmy was a little luckier than that. Because  he wasn’t in any way anomalous, the Foundation   00:17:38.160 --> 00:17:42.800 was able to debrief him and then give him  amnestic treatment. As far as Timmy knows,   00:17:42.800 --> 00:17:48.560 his parents died in an accident, and he’s always  been an only child. He now lives with some distant   00:17:48.560 --> 00:17:54.720 relatives in a different school, in a town  far from his own. He will live a normal life. 00:17:54.720 --> 00:17:58.800 And with Dad dead, you may be wondering  what became of Mom in the end.   00:17:58.800 --> 00:18:03.520 Given that she wasn’t anomalous in nature, the  Foundation had no reason to contain her as they   00:18:03.520 --> 00:18:07.600 were doing with all the mutated children. She  wouldn’t be leaving the containment site either,   00:18:07.600 --> 00:18:12.560 though. She’s now started her new life as a  member of D-Class personnel, and next week,   00:18:12.560 --> 00:18:19.120 she’ll be getting her first assignment… Some  cross testing with SCP-106, the Old Man. 00:18:19.120 --> 00:18:22.640 For an evil parent caught in  an act of ultimate cruelty,   00:18:22.640 --> 00:18:25.600 we can’t think of a more appropriate fate. 00:18:25.600 --> 00:18:30.240 Check out the Dr. Bob Patreon and become a junior  researcher today! 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