Pirated Broadcast Cable stations all over America cut off mid-broadcast to a black screen, the words 'sed magis amica veritas' in light gray Courier font scrolling across; the 'veritas' stays on the screen after the rest has faded. As the words scroll, a voice - distorted to the point that it's impossible to tell if it's male, female, or completely computer generated - speaks. "Do not attempt to adjust your set. This cable hack will last exactly sixty seconds. It cannot be traced, it cannot be stopped, and it is the only free voice left."
The outside of a fairly normal looking building fades into view, gray brick, nondescript. A sign over the door reads 'Shady Vale Counseling Center', with no other information except for an address given. It isn't a building that anyone would look twice at. "Shady Vale Counseling Center claims to be a safe haven for reincarnates unable to adjust. It offers private counseling, and discretion, services for those who need extra help learning to live as a reincarnate. The services it claims to provide and the services it actually offers are very different."
As the voice speaks, the image cuts to video of the dilapidated living quarters within Shady Vale. "This place is an asylum for reincarnates, where they are locked up, kept in living conditions worse than mental asylums in previous centuries, and subjected to inhuman therapies to attempt to 'cure' them of being reincarnates." Now video of rooms where those therapies take place, the torture devices within them. Still images of blueprints are inserted briefly, with different parts of the room clearly labeled, before they fade back to the video of the conversion rooms. "Some patients are called incurable and treated worse than animals, called 'disturbed' because their reincarnates are difficult to deal with." Video of the facility's psychiatric ward, even more disturbing than the standard living areas.
Images of two more facilities, Lake View Counseling Center and Three Oaks Counseling Center, split the screen. "This isn't the only facility of this type. Two others are operating within the United States that we know of, so far, with others possibly so deep underground that it will take years to dig them out. And once you get into one of these facilities..." Images of patients admitted into the three places appear on the screen in lines. It isn't all of them, but it's a good portion. A number appears on the screen: the total number of people in all three facilities. "You don't leave again. At least, not alive." Nine images zoom out to take up the whole screen. "Kenneth N. Harris, of Medina, Ohio. Robert F. Skelton, of Brighton, New York. Amy M. Rose, of Anaheim, California. Miriam M. Munson, of San Francisco, California. Norma D. Hurtado, of Fort Worth, Texas. Marcel Y. Wilson, of Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Elizabeth H. Carr, of Daytona Beach, Florida. Gordon S. Cummings, of Roselle, Illinois. Violet M. Atkins, of Springfield, Massachusetts. All reincarnates. All among those who have died as a result of this 'therapy'. No coroner's reports, only death certificates, listing heart attacks as the cause of death." None of the individuals in the pictures look old enough for a heart attack to be a natural, logical cause of death.
"Digging deeper into the source of funding brings one more lie to light. These are not private facilities, these are funded by the American government." The pictures fade, leaving only the word 'veritas' on the screen once more. "Atrocities have been committed upon reincarnates by the government that claims to want peace, in the name of providing care to those in need. All they are providing is a path to an early grave." The last word slowly fades back to black, and then the screen cuts back to the regular programming just as abruptly as it cut away.