[ WP ] Global suicide rates rises rapidly . The governments deny responsibility . You know better .

“ There is no evidence to support the accusation that Ambilifix ( TM ) is contributing to the rash of recent suicides. The FDA is opening a full investigation and I assure you, that we ’ ll get to the bottom of this soon. ” The tailored-suit spokeswoman looked comfortable in the glare of the lights and invasion of the microphones. It was almost as if she already knew the FDA would find nothing. 
 It was my job as coordinator to make sure that was the case. 
 There was a long and complicated paper trail of the drug throughout its life cycle. That, of course, was unavoidable. But the antidepressant ’ s real purpose was never publicly disclosed. Only four people are aware of the extent of the dark net research cluster that created the drug. The underground links between six of the world ’ s leading pharmaceutical companies had to stay hidden. Shareholders would never understand what was at stake. 
 2021 was the tipping point. Seven former top heads of state cornered me late at night at a WHO conference and laid out their case. They ordered me to do what their successors legally couldn ’ t. Cull the herd. Now. Or risk global collapse; a thousand years of darkness, war, and famine. 
 Who was I to say no? 
 They knew what had to happen, but with so many deaths involved the blame was going to have to be placed at someone ’ s feet. It couldn ’ t be them. It couldn ’ t be a new world war, or an engineered famine, or an unchecked pandemic. The public were sheep, but even sheep could smell the wolves closing in once in a while. It had to come from within. People had to check out of the human experience of their own freewill. 
 With a little help. 
 Ambilifix ( TM ) was just the test run. We ’ re three generations past the SSRI that soccer moms and overworked executives are still popping daily. It ’ s too late to go back. Ambilifix III is in everything now; the water supply, the food supply, and dozens of other medications we control. I sit at my desk everyday and stare at the capsule of Ambilifix III meant for me. When the guilt overwhelms me, and it will soon, I ’ ll be just another statistic. 
 But I will have done my job.
