Treacher Industries Archives ~ Plainfield Facility, Sector G ~ GL15-02-29-94 ~ Dylan R. Guilds, Sector Manager <<------------------------------->> ** BEGIN LOG ** If you see this, Mr. Treacher, I am beginning to question your ability to properly manage this project of yours. Over the course of several weeks, the staff at Sector G has gone hungry with what you insisted was a "minor difficulty" with the culinary suppliers. We nearly resorted to surviving solely off of our water supply, and it's a miracle we lasted until the day of shipment arrival. Many of our staff members at Sector G had clearly stated on their resume that they cannot go for very long without food or water, and yet you seem to be unbothered that you left them in the precise kind of conditions you know they can't manage in. The experimental subjects have also been starting to act irrationally during test runs. Fights between subjects have broken out in the middle of the night, and aggression rates have increased drastically, making it gradually more risk-bearing for scientists to perform experiments with said subjects. Must I remind you that some of our staff are teenagers still in high school? Consider yourself lucky none of them are asking for a leave, because if the paychecks weren't as high as they are, I'm certain these kids would have run out the front door months ago. Additionally, I've gotten word that you're planning to send MEW-2 our way, a test subject known for its potentially catastrophic abilities. I'm begging God that you aren't seriously thinking about doing this. Me and the Sector G staff have sent countless complaints about our current line of experimental subjects, and now on top of that, you wish for us to babysit your devious little demon pet. Have you lost your mind, Treacher? This situation is starting to get out of hand, and I refuse to believe you aren't acknowledging our cries for help. If you let this continue, Sector G is going to collapse in on itself, and I doubt you'll have enough millions to clean up a mess like that. Listen to us for once and figure out a solution, because if not, we'll just gladly take our leave and make all the Sector G nonsense someone else's problem. Respond back, Treacher. One week, or you lose your Sector G staff. ** END LOG **
