Salutations.

Freedom is nothing more than a cruel illusion, resting precariously in your hands. The twisted future of the Skittles now depends on your decision. Will you be their savior, or will you allow those few who managed to escape to be dragged back into the horrors of experimentation once again? To be shackled, sliced open, their very essence harvested and injected into unspeakable creations. To be rushed through maddening procedures, tampered with, and altered in ways beyond imagination. To be confined in cages of steel, their minds torn apart, only to be fused together—one grotesque, unrecognizable mass of suffering. This is what awaits them... unless you choose differently. I urge you to make a difference.