Hay this is a monologue i wrote for College. Its a about Joseph Mengle's deplorable experiments.

Wolfgang monologue


Children left scarred and broken, but it was his occupation his rise to grace. Dismembering those small frames, dissecting those sparkly eyes, freeing young lives from pains grasp. Children were issued sweets to impale them into a trance, a swirling world of bliss! The Children devoured the offerings with a smile printed upon their dirty, cold faces, latching onto a piece of sweet civilisation. The long road to ruin was imminent, but Wolfgang gave his young minions time to settle back into a fearful motion.



Wolfgang would throughly check the Children for his practises, subjecting them to rushes of discomfort like a man needing help. After he found his prized assets, he would forcefully rip them to pieces like lion to its frightened pray. Broken assortments of god's Children would scatter the concreate base of unspeakable cruelty; a genuis would persue such acts, using his blessed cognition for such motives.



A special human race was high on the agenda, a judgemental and contraversial new leap for the towering kings of Germany! Catastrophic for people with a beating conscious, but a newly found incentive for minds littered in profound dapravity. Feeding evil its most colossal meal, offering the blood of a thousand lost lives as a beverage. Blood shots eyes were covered in burning liquid, skin pulled from thin bones, were is gods hand to sooth agony? Whimpering screams of desperation swiped through the campsites, as the unlawful sat in lavish surroundings sipping a cocktail of arrogance.



The craft of drawing life from a body was clearly brought on by motivation to find an alternative race of diverse qualities. That mission was time consuming and mind numbing for Wolfgang. It was a fight for approval aswell as a component for his self-realisation and confidence, a wish to alliterate humanity. Scraping away the downsides of inferiority, he charged for greatness, he jumped around in his own passion.



A vast majority of Wolfgang's experiments were of no value, but he would overturn that statement! Children were not the only victims; full grown adults would feel the brush of his power. Injecting chloroform into the hearts once full of love. His subjects regarded as material for the process of evolving a new phenomenon. Before his venture of killing, he would house and feed his experiments free from Gas.



Wolfgang threatened the cycle of life, adding his own cause to life's circle. Adding an uninspiring edge to that would bring Germany under assault and scrutiny, but he loved to bask in his own triumphs. Building his own platform, making Germany a modern foundation in terms of medical research, Wolfgang was his name and pain was his pleasure.

Please Comment, its for my College course!

Mark McConville