...It's a doozy!

Hello Everyone,

As many times before, I had not planned to write a blog today. However, I've been convinced to share something. It's about some people that we know, and I was tasked with transcribing an audio recording, part of which I've been told to share.

Before I do, I want to mention a few milestones. My meme archive on Wattpad finally reached 500 views after sitting at around 450 for months. One of my recent chapters has been getting a lot of views lately.

Speaking of memes, I posted a new chapter for I Meme It on Medium and Wattpad. I think with the next one, I plan to start the sequel. My initial subtitle is, 'It's All About Meme'.

Here on Author's Den, S.O.I.L., has gotten over 700 views, and as you can see in the image above, I managed to capture two sets of four fours on my stats page. I thought that was interesting and lucky to have seen.

I also edited the first chapter of Dega III on here so that it has a better format with which to read. It should look like how it does on Medium, which has its margins in between that of here and places like Wattpad that are like a newspaper column.

Now, on to the main part. For some context, the 'Woman' in the conversation is being facetious enough to get the other two to speak freely. We took a small step by giving this person a ride, but we were not expecting this kind of conversation.

The 'Man' has been financially extorting the 'Woman's Mother' for some time, and has her wrapped up in his withdrawal induced hallucinations and twisted ideologies. She has her own mental health issues, one of which being that she is extremely afraid to be alone.

The 'Man' got her to abandon an apartment that was set up for her with direct deposit from her monthly SSI. She is elderly and very easily manipulated. This was before the crisis team showed up a few hours later.

Woman's Mother: Because anyway.
Woman: Hang on just a second. I'm trying to pay attention and talk. I'm sorry, what did you say about that?
Woman's Mother: I said, 'Can you get that car and come here, or something?'
Woman: I have to talk to my friend, and figure out what's going on.
Woman's Mother: Oh, okay. Alright, well, we're just going to heal.
Woman: Uh huh, I bet.
Woman's Mother: It's scary shit. Believe me, because it all—there's a whole bunch of them there—they, they, they're in the room above him [Man].
Woman: What do they do? The room above? Who?
Woman's Mother: Above our room.
Woman: Uh huh.
Woman's Mother: Well, it's... their floor plan is as even as ours; the bedroom is in the same place and the bathroom and everything. Shit, they follow us to the bathroom. I've been going to the toilet in the dark, because, uh, I don't want them watching me, cause they have some kind of cameras hidden somewhere, too.
Woman: Really?
Woman's Mother: Yeah, they're watching everything we do since we been there.
Woman: That's weird. I wonder why they do that.
Woman's Mother: They're Satanists. That's why. They're trying to kill us.
Woman: That's creepy shit.
Woman's Mother: You know?
Woman: Mm hmm.
Woman's Mother: Yeah. So, anyway.
Woman: Well, I'll let you know what I can come up with.
Woman's Mother: Yeah, okay, and it appears that way [reapeating what Man had said].
Woman: Appears what way?
Woman's Mother: Oh, it appears instead of is, because we can't really prove that it is, you know?
Woman: Uh huh.
Woman's Mother: But, we're going to go to the doctor and let him check us out.
Woman: Okay. That's a trip.
Woman's Mother: Not tonight, not tonight. Tomorrow, he's going to call his doctor.
Woman: Are you going to the doctor?
Woman's Mother: Yeah, well, I'll have to make an appointment with my doctor.
Woman: Mm hmm.
Woman's Mother: Yeah.
Woman: That'd be good.
Woman's Mother: Mm hmm. Yeah.
Man: [unintelligible]
Woman's Mother: Yeah it is.
Woman: That's insane.
Woman's Mother: God, yeah, we're watching some famous painters on the TV here, and they've got arrows shooting through one of the people in the painting. Good God.
Woman: That's weird.
Woman's Mother: Yeah, it's like famous—
Woman: Mm hmm.
Woman's Mother: —and I don't know who they are now, but they're on, uh, Michaelangelo, and... stuff like that.
Woman: Mm hmm.
Woman's Mother: Oh, God, I swear this world is nuts.
Woman: Yeah.
Woman's Mother: Pretty nuts.
Woman: It is.
Woman's Mother: So we decided to come to a motel, just it's I couldn't sleep for crying out loud.
Woman: Mm hmm.
Woman's Mother: And I think about that.
Woman: So they have radiation?
Woman's Mother: That's what it seems to be.
Woman: Are you sick?
Man: [unintelligible]
Woman: Are you sick?
Woman's Mother: What did you say?
Woman: What are your symptoms?
Woman's Mother: Oh, uh, well what are your symptoms, Man?
Man: [unintelligible]
Woman's Mother: [repeating Man's words] Every morning he's extremely nauseous. He can't even eat or anything.
Man: The other thing is, when it's happening, the first thing that happens is, there's a tingling sensation in my shoulders, my chest, and the top of my head. Um, there's actually like a burning, like a sharp pain that will show up. The pain is intermittent. Then what happens at that point is, I start to pray immediately, like sort of push back against it—
Woman: Mm hmm.
Man: —and I'm able to sort of push it off me, uhh, and they get so angry that they start stomping on the floor and swearing at me.
Woman: That's crazy.
Man: [unintelligible]
Woman's Mother: I bet.
Man: It's the craziest thing, I actually had like this physical pushing and pulling going on. And so, uh, the symptoms I have, okay so I got this [unintelligible] where I got this pressure, pain, and tingling. The shape of my bones above my heart were like protruding, right? I mean it's all inflammation all around it from the pushing [unintelligible] and that has begun to recede a lot already. It's like I'm already free from it, you know, just by being away from it, because that shit was 24 hours a day for months.
Woman: Wow.
Man: And uh, I don't know. Definitely more symptoms, but I'd have to just sort of uh, umm yeah, just um, those are the main ones.


So, apparently, for months they have been convinced that the people above them are spying on them and slowly killing them with radiation. We found out from their apartment manager that their neighbors above moved out on the 5th of July.

Even though I know that drugs are involved—although we know that the woman's mother is not doing them, we think that she is getting a residual high—I do have another theory that was seconded by someone else involved in this.

My wife and I like to watch, The Secret of Skinwalker Ranch, and they often describe the symptoms of prolonged exposure to high electromagnetic fields. The woman's mother later describes a crackling or buzzing sound like locusts coming from the lights, which they blame on the 'people upstairs'.

They also got a free air conditioner only to have the plug melt after they tried to use it.

As much as I think I'm crazy sometimes, this does provide some clarity.

By the way, the crisis team determined that the woman's mother is not a danger to herself or others and promptly left. The Man supposedly bolted as soon as they got there.

Adult Protective Services does have an open case, and our friend plans to go in front of a judge to have her committed and hopefully get the man arrested. I will post an update when I know more.

Thank you so much for reading. Have a wonderful day....[[|:-)