"The German Experiment of 1942" Creepypasta-Deleted from CPW

Germany: 1942

The following blog is from a German scientist translated into English.

17th February 1942: 3 Jews were captured and are being sent to our facility for testing purposes instead of being sentenced to death row. We have named our subjects S1, S2 and S3. We are going to place them in a lab where there are 3 rooms, a dining room with a table and 3 chairs, a bathroom with a toilet and a mirror, but no sink,
and a kitchen I'd suppose you'd call it with a hatch that is used to dispense food to the subjects. We are going to release gas that will slowly lower their social skills and make them more aggressive if successful. The experiment starts tomorrow.

18th February 1942: The procedure has begun. We are starting to notice minor changes. S2 is becoming more anti-social, and is often hiding himself away from the others. S3 is scowling at S2 for this discreet behaviour. We haven't noticed any changes in S1 so far.

20th February 1942: S2 continues to hide himself away from anyone else, while S3 remains in his negative attitude. S1 is eating all the food we give the subjects, so there is none left for the others. The other scientists continue to release gas into the chamber.

23rd February 1942: S3 is becoming more and more aggressive. Earlier today he broke the mirror in the bathroom for unknown reasons. He then proceeded to shout at S1 for eating all the food. S2 started to cry spontaneously repeatedly throughout the day.

26th February 1942: They have all gone completely insane. S2 cut out parts of his hair and S3 ripped his left eye out of it's socket. S1 cried in the corner while the other's went insane.

27th February 1942: S1 yet continued to stuff his face while the others went hungry. S3 looks like he's had enough while S2 just hides in the bathroom. Later this afternoon S3 stomped around the room muttering unintelligible words until stopping and lying down.

28th February 1942: S3 finally snapped today. He killed S1 by punching him in the throat repeatedly. S2 went into the kitchen, took one glance at S1 and showed no emotion, no sympathy whatsoever. S3 went into the dining room, sat opposite from S2 and started eating portions of S1's torso.

29th February 1942: S2 couldn't handle it anymore. At about 9:43 in the morning he cut his throat with the same pair of scissors he used to cut off his hair. S3 woke up later and didn't bother to go to the bathroom the whole day until about 8:12 PM. He found S2's corpse in there and started weeping uncontrollably until about 20 minutes later, he passed out.

30th February 1942: I woke up today to find that S3 had died of cardiac arrest somewhere in the middle of the night, probably out of pure fright or pressure. I told the other scientists and we agreed we'd wait a few days before deciding whether we should revive them.

2nd March 1942: We resurrected them one by one, keeping them in glass tubes. S3 woke up first and as soon as he figured out what was going on, he smashed out of his case and seized the closest scientist to him by the neck. He collapsed his windpipe by crushing his neck with tremendous force. When backup arrived S1 woke up and started joining S3 on his killing rampage. S1 managed to completely crush an unconscious scientist's head. 2 hours later S2 woke up with blades on his hands and murdered more of my colleagues. It seems the resurrection chamber not only revived them, but mutated them as well. I am absolutely petrified.

3rd March 1942: Well, they've done it. They've managed to kill every scientist in this building but me. I've barricaded myself in a room containing one door, a dresser, a bed and a ventilation shaft to keep the air flowing. I padlocked the door and then I heard pounding and angry muttering in the vents. Must be S3, I thought. I pushed the dresser up against the vent so he couldn't get in.

2 minutes of silence passed until I heard rattling against the door. One of them has punched a hole through the door. I fear this message will be my last. If anyone reads this, tell my wife and children I love them.
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2 weeks later a squad of elite soldiers entered the facility through the entrance door which was wide open. They eventually tracked down the journal and the scientist's body laying next to it. His head was turned 180 degrees round, his arms were amputated and portions of his torso ripped out. The squad decided that the subjects escaped, but didn't know how. Although one soldier did wonder why the front door was wide open...