It was way beyond the midday, when Keyaruga woke up from his restless dream. Freia, Setsuna, Eve – all of his companions clung to him in some way or another, so it took a bit of effort not to wake them up.
It didn’t work. I still see them. I still… dream of them.
The hero stood up, but a heavy burden on his soul never allowed him to straighten his stiff shoulders. His vengeance was almost complete. Even if Blade survived, she would have to live with her trauma from her encounter with the healer for the rest of her miserable days.
Josephine too carried deep scars within her, and after what happened in the night, her wounds would never heal. Takemikazuchi didn’t save his daughter, he merely took away the tormented doll from the lad, thus prolonging her suffering.
So what now? My vengeance wasn’t worth it?.. No… It was. Someone had to do something about that bitch, and I even got my divine armament, so I mustn’t think about it too much.
My issues, though… Nobody can help me with that, so sparing myself will only make me weaker. Persevere, Keyaruga. You’re a man, so keep it together and don’t whine.
With that in mind, the man pulled his clothes from the wardrobe, dressed, and even gathered Blade’s tattered clothes. He had a pretty nice idea of who would pay for these rags and scraps. Before that, though…
…
Eve Reese was the second to rise. She slept in a sitting pose, covering herself with a pair of shiny black wings. Not like she felt cold amidst the summer in her dark nightgown, but the first thing she wished to obtain was her outfit. Conveniently enough, it hanged on the nearest chair.
“Good morning, birdie. I washed your dress, it must be dry now.” The man spoke monotonously, sitting behind a table in the far corner of the room.
“It’s not… morning.” The strained maiden replied, as she changed her clothes. From one side, there was nothing to be embarrassed of, since the healer was never distracted from his deeds. From another… “Do you always keep your guard up? It’s hard, you know? Living like that.” The maiden deadpanned, staring at the lad’s back. She didn’t actually fear this man. Remained cautious – certainly, but at the same time she saw traces of her deceased father in him. Sure, he did cheat on her mom a few times, just like Keyaruga indulged in sexual debaucheries with Freia and Setsuna, but at the same time, both of them never spared themselves from having to protect the ones close to them. Somehow… “I wouldn’t want you to die too.”
“Calm down, Eve, I’m immortal.” He dryly replied to her comment. He didn’t want her to fear for him, and yet the lad couldn’t stop worrying about her. His various phobias were rooted in the same memories of past traumas as his nightmares. Even if he knew, that only the toughest could defeat his girls. “Are you hungry?”
“I think… A little bit, yes.” The black-winged girl spoke, strolling toward the man. She noticed alchemical tools, a few pouches of different roots, plants, some fresh, some dried, some turned into fine powder in the glass mortar. “What’re you doing, Keyaruga?”
“Pondering my orb.” The man responded, half-jokingly, half-serious. The white sphere was placed on a towel on the far left corner of the table. But even so, he barely even looked at that direction.
“It doesn’t look that way.” The queen-to-be noted, taking one of two dozen phials from a small wooden box. The liquid of green and red piqued her curiosity with its peculiar nature. The color didn’t mix, after all, no matter how much the girl shook the vessel. “What is it?”
“Our money. So please put it back from where you took it.” Despite his own words, Keyaruga snatched the bottle from Eve’s hands himself. Put it in back in its place. Everything must be in order, after all. “I’m almost finished. After that, well, a carriage will come and take us to a restaurant.” He elaborated, briefly showing the maiden a sheet of deformed paper. The was an invitation in almost perfect Phasian, written by none other than Karman.
“I see… Hey, Keyaruga, you don’t look so good. Would you, you know, like to speak about something? Like, what’s happening between you and Freia? Why do you… growl in your sleep? Why…”
“That’s enough.” Keyaruga nagged, pouring his miraculous brew into the last vial. “This is something only me and Freia share.” The hero stated, closing the box he bought, while the girls remained asleep. A perk of living in a trustworthy deity’s house – you can always be sure nothing would happen to your treasures. And even that brief outing was stressful enough for the man.
“Ehm… Alright. Would you want to ask me anything?” Eve carefully wondered, making space for the man. Surprisingly enough, not only did he put the box in the bag, he also stuffed it with the same attire he came home in.
“Yes… It’s not a question, though.” The lad declared, turning his crimson eyes toward Eve’s red pupils. Just like his… “Norn, the princess who leads this entire army, and Freia’s sister, will come with us, regardless of whether she wants to or not, even if I have to butcher her entire army on my own and wipe her memories altogether.” The healer admitted, still staring in Eve’s eyes. There, he saw confusion, a little bit of fear, a little bit of stress, a little bit of anger. Clearly, the girl didn’t accept this reality.
“W-why?” The queen-to-be asked, trying to take a step back, only to find herself unable to do so. The twisted grin on the man’s face filled her with dread, as if the hero dropped his mask to reveal his true colors. She didn’t know much about the second princess, but even the rumors she heard painted Norn as an uncaring devil of plagues and murders in a child’s body.
“Because I made a promise, because I can’t leave her in Margurth’s hands. Because Freia asked me to let her live. Because she’s the visionary of a brand new world, a tactical genius who we can’t do without in our revolutionary campaigns. Because otherwise, her talent will be wasted on mass destruction and genocide. Because I saw the future, in which she razed Tenanulic and left you with only a few hundred cripples among the wasteland of Gurthal, because…”
Because I still love her? Did I ever love her? Did anyone love me? Freia only seeks redemption, Setsuna… Nayuta said she loved me, but she craves the strength I can give her, Kureha sees me as a paragon of justice, an idea rather than a man. And Norn? I was her spy… Maybe, she would use me, until I outlive my usefulness, and then…
The man got lost in his thoughts. So much so, that his own knees failed him and he almost crumbled on the ground right before Eve.
“…y… hey… Hey! Keyaruga!..” He remained deaf to the girl’s exclamation. In a haze, the man hardly even reacted to the reality, barely registered Eve’s attempts to grab him, to keep him from falling. As if hundreds of scrawny arms dragged him into hell, poisoning his tattered mind.
Oh? I passed out for a moment? That’s not good, how can I be strong, when I can’t even hold myself together?
Eve… Wait, what’s Eve doing? She holds me? Why? What can she achieve by that? What?..
“I’m fine, Eve.” The Hero of Healing said, wiping cold sweat from his forehead. It wasn’t a common occurrence for the man to lose his grip on reality that easily, and neither would he allow it to become one. “Let go.”
“No, you’re not, moron! What’s going on with you?” The kokuyoku scion asked somewhat harshly, refusing to break her embrace. She demanded at least some form of explanation. After all, why would anyone want to depend on someone, whose passions and suffering are beyond their comprehension?
“In the future I saw, you had to kill Norn for what she did, and I had to kill you. I hated it, so I’ll make my own destiny, where you and Norn will live.” Keyaruga announced, before patronizingly tapping Eve’s shoulder.
You’d become a Me-ua even without me. But that slut Panakea killed your man. Man… strange, he killed your friends, and you gave him two children… No matter, Panakea wants me to become your champion. And so I will. I will make you the queen myself.
“Thanks…” The maiden quietly said, taking a step back from her guardian. “For your honesty, I mean.” She added, puffing her cute cheeks. “You should get some rest, though.”
“No, I’m fine. And don’t thank me… You don’t even know what you were robbed off.” Keyaruga declared, rising in full height. Then, he turned toward his two other lovely companions. “Wake up, girls! We’re going after our breakfast now!”
After that, I’ll have to get back to the sphere. I’ll finally become a proper hero.
…
Finally, after so many labors, both physical and emotional, Keyaruga could enjoy a moment of peace. Forget about the war, ignore the fact that his ‘destined’ reunion with Eve was orchestrated by the goddess, bury his trauma under a layer of comfort. At least for now, anyway.
Keyaruga, Eve, Setsuna and Freia sat around a single table. They had plenty of expensive food, drinks (both alcoholic and not). Starters and snacks, soups and stews. All of that was paid from Karman’s wallet, of course.
“Allow us to thank you for your generosity.” Keyaruga said to the seller, after at least a minute of his silence. All that time the beastman spoke with Freia about her preferred cosmetics, Setsuna indulged him with a conversation about battle arts, and how some equipment could compliment certain moves, while debilitating others, and even Eve managed to have a comprehensive talk about how the world is turning to shit, referencing political crisis in Confederation.
“You know, I prefer to think of it as investments, rather than gifts. I don’t think you’ll disagree that trust is the most valuable asset.” Karman replied, seamlessly switching from speaking Tarenago with Eve to Phasian with Keyaruga. “Especially when I can enjoy the company of your beauties.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t really deserve these cuties.” The lad commented, taking a brief look at each of his companions.
“Keyaruga, you’re being too harsh on yourself.” The sorceress, who sat to the right from the healer, said, caringly covering the man’s hand with her own palm. For better or worse, she loved him dearly, which everyone around the table could tell. Except Keyaruga himself, to whom that seemed but a temporary passion from the princess, and even his own feelings he perceived as a desperate need for companionship.
“Uh-huh. You deserve Setsuna.” The girl to the left of him even went so far as to jump on the hero’s neck. In a peculiar way, the phlegmatic she-wolf was the beacon of positivity in the party. Not even her recent defeat changed that fact.
With those two Karman had literally no chances. Their infatuation to Keyaruga was still fresh, and even if it was otherwise, their loyalty wouldn’t shatter that easily. Eve, though, wasn’t among the man’s lovers, that much was for certain. So what did the green-haired beastman do? Well, at first, there was a smile. Then, a wink. Did it work? In some way…
“Mi nanpa wor midunarund (I’m not seeking for relationships right now).” Eve indeed noticed the merchant’s attempts to flirt, but she almost instantly cut it off.
“Haa… No luck for me here, I guess.” Karman shrugged, taking a sip of his favorite wine. He knew too well, how easy it was to lose a partner by standing between him and his girl. The vendor already had such a lesson, that he wouldn’t share with the red-haired ‘alchemist’.
“Speaking of luck, is the client satisfied with my potion?” The hero asked slyly. He had little appetite outside of the bare minimum for refilling his body and mind with energy, and yet he was glad to see his companions enjoying the feast.
“You’re a miracle-maker, pal, I’ll give you that! I’d even kiss you for what you did for us!” The merchant sneered, enjoying a fine beef goulash. “It healed the girl in one sip! Although…”
“It hasn’t healed her soul.” Keyaruga admitted, recalling the vigilante’s words. He saved the man both directly and indirectly. After all, it seemed like if nobody offered Nina a free remedy, he wouldn’t listen to Keara, and Blade would’ve squashed him. Would that be beneficial to the healer’s revenge?
Too much of ‘would’s for my liking.
“Basically… Eh, no matter, she’ll get through it, eventually. The girl’s dad went out for a hunt himself, though. Said he saw some chick going toe to toe with Blade, can you believe it? Damn, I hope she’s still kicking.” Karman noted, looking at Keyaruga indifferently shaking a cup of wine in his hands. Fortunately, at that point Setsuna and Freia got back to banqueting.
“Why wouldn’t I believe? I… hired her.” Although it took a little bit of lie, that brief explanation didn’t fail to attract the beastman’s ultimate interest. “She’s a killer, just so you know.”
“No… fucking way!” Karman swore, making sure his distressed is properly conveyed to everyone. Even if Blade’s ‘name’ was deliberately omitted.
“And look, what she brought me.” His astonishment got even greater, as the red-eyed lad grabbed an inconspicuous leather package from under the table and slowly levitated it right to the trader’s hands.
“Farafinatia Ahurama! Is this-?” The magic trick didn’t fail to impress the vendor, sure, but after he peeked inside… “Huh… This is what I think it is?” The merchant mused, evaluating the dirty tattered coat. The cuirass was in much better shape, but either way, he did recognize, who it belonged to. And right after that, the merchant unceremoniously tossed a heavy poach right in Keyaruga’s hand. In would smash his face, if not for the hero’s reaction, though.
“I’m buying this!” The vendor declared, hiding Blade’s clothes under the table, before some nosy folk beside them could tell, over whose demise was the transaction.
“Sold.” Keyaruga nodded, amused with how accurate his prediction turned out to be. The bag, filled with various jewels approximately equaling hundred of Jioral kadmi, Keyaruga hanged onto his belt. Probably, Karman would get even more from the victim’s father anyway. “Although, you shouldn’t sell these before Buranikka’s ‘guests’ get the hell out of here.” The lad warned the merchant, before nodding to Freia, so that the sorceress prepares the real goods.
“Heh, I knew it! My intuition never fails me!” Karman exclaimed, pointing his finger onto the man. His right arm shook in an gesture of enthusiastic endorsement.
“Really now? And what does it tell you now?” Keyaruga wondered, resting his chin onto his joined fingers.
“That you, my friend, didn’t just come here to brag on behalf of your mercenaries, or for a free meal. Ready to meet the market’s demands, alchemist?”
“Heh-heh.” The man chuckled, putting a box right between the dishes. Some were still untouched, some already empty, but what stimulated the monger’s appetite was within the container. “Take a look.”
And so he did. Karman pulled a peculiar monocle from his pocket, and proceeded to meticulously inspect each and every vessel among what Keyaruga presented to him.
“Thirty vials, huh? Restoration potions?” The beastman wondered, cautiously putting the last bottle of non-mixing double-colored liquid back in the box.
“Certainly. First comes the mundane effect – they mend your wounds. Then, this potion rejuvenates endurance. Dare I say, this is my masterpiece?” The red-haired man declared with pride.
“Did you also have to put your blood in it as well?” Karman asked, fighting with an urge to jump from the excitement.
“No, that was an exception.” The Hero of Healing shrugged casually.
“Exception this, exception that. You helped good people, that’s all that matters.” The green-haired man declared before closing the wooden box. “Alright, this is good stuff.”
“Won’t you give it a taste, then?” Keyaruga sneered, feeling like he discovered another golden mine.
“I’m a merchant, brother. I can tell, whether you’re pushing good stuff or not!” With that said, Karman offered the lad another poach with even greater amount of precious minerals as before. Keyaruga opened it, accessed, and silently accepted the payment, letting the beastman take his purchase. “Say, why won’t you sell it yourself?” The vendor pondered, tapping onto the precious box.
“What do you think I’m doing? Or you’re implying I have to spend days upon days, trying to cajole the locals to purchase my wares?” Keyaruga scoffed, and glanced at Setsuna, then Freia, and later Eve. All of them finished their meals, and just sat silently, waiting the healer to finish the transaction. Getting them to sell potions seemed like a good idea… but Keyaruga would never go for it.
“True, getting folk to trust you takes a while.” Karman spoke, impressed by the man’s sense in business. Not many wonder-mongers could actually profit, unless they were actually talented crooks. “I wonder if you also know, how much time I have to resell your potions.”
“Three days.” Keyaruga eagerly replied. “Today, tomorrow, and…”
Then…
“My, oh my! Can I be your first customer?” A deep and mannered voice resonated throughout the premise. It was a well-dressed gentleman, and his gentle tone had to himself pretty well.
“Certainly, I’m always rea…” Karman was ready to trade with the customer right there, but seeing Freia, Setsuna, and Eve jumping from their chairs and getting ready to battle put a halt to his intent.
“Careful, Keyaruga!” The Hero of Magic snarled, snatching her staff right from the thin air.
“Grrrr!” Setsuna growled, summoning the icy crust on her forearms. After a swift jump she found herself standing atop of the table, cautiously avoiding stepping into the food. The huntress, no matter how swollen her belly was, prepared for battle. To protect those she loved.
“…” And even Eve summoned a small constellation of bright stars. The group prepared for battle, they attracted attention from all the guests, most of which wisely decided to leave the restaurant through the second exit, some of which didn’t even pay.
“Have you come to finish your task, Organ?” The princess snarled, rapidly pumping her new staff with magic potency. Along with her two sisters-in-arms, the caster was ready for the second encounter with Hawkeye. “If so, we…”
“You will do nothing, Freia.” This time, though, Keyaruga was there to stand against the Champion. “Setsuna, please get off the table. This one came for me, apparently.” The Hero of Healing spoke smoothly, stepping next to Eve. With a single swipe, he extinguished her spell. “Don’t. This will hurt some passerby much more than him.” The man uttered, approaching the murderous archer.
“These girls are under my protection, good sir. Should you raise your blade on them, you’ll have to pass me first.” The red-haired man calmly declared, standing between Organ Trist and the table with his allies.
The tension kept rising, underneath Hawkeye’s indifferent façade Keyaruga noted a cold-blooded focus and the ultimate will. The sword, the bow, two hidden blades in his sleeves, a tiny firearm in the right gauntlet, a set of throwing knives, tiny razors and a pair of brass knuckles. Add a fighting capabilities to stand his ground against the very god of fencing, and the fact that most, if not all, of his comedically numerous weapons were heavily poisoned, and you get a recipe for a catastrophe.
Race: Human
Name: Organ
Class: Divine Archer
Level: 34 ☆
Mana: 67/108
Physical attack: 84
Physical defense: 91
Magic attack: 32
Magic defense: 53
Speed: 133
Abilities:
Fencing: 5th level
Spearsmanship: 4th level
Archery: 7th level
Battle arts: 5th level
Throwing skills: 6th level
Healing magic: 1st circle
Skills:
Blood of Artemis: Artemis’ descendant’s exclusive skill. Improves ranged attacks capabilities
Amber eyes: Artemis’ blessing. Greatly increases the user’s speed, reaction, and visual comprehension.
Heavenly precision: Divine Archer’s exclusive skill. Greatly boosts accuracy of ranged projectiles.
Yes… That didn’t look promising.

Apologies for the length. It's late and this has been on my mind.
It's a bit late so I figured I would write this out. I will start out by saying this.
The Week I started Caffeine again, (somewhere around beginning of December) - There had been a specific day I remember. I remember exactly vividly to this day I went for a walk and came back home.
There is nothing that makes me feel better, than a non-caffeinated, form of cardio/walking to get me going in the morning. - In fact, I almost get a Euphoria from walking or even Cardio.
When I started to take Caffeine again, walking an cardio did not give me that euphoric effect anymore. Maybe because the adrenals or dopamine had already been used up in "trying to wake me up" rather than the organic way.
On to the Good:
N O T H I N G
Nothing. Honestly. I cannot really say that anything Good came form taking Caffeine. Even from 40mg-200mg. "Clarity / Focus / Energy etc" - No. - The clarity / energy / focus / dexterity etc etc people claim, (Or at least in studies and wikipedia) seems to have no hold on natural energy. Here is my theory behind that.
I'm not a neuroscientist, or anything. This is strictly anecdotal theory. I think the artificial stimulation from Caffeine, that triggers the adrenal glands etc, is actually a less optimizing - I do not think Caffeinated energy is optimal at all. To me, it feels artificial.
I did not see much of a change in my performance physically. I developed extreme foot pain, probably from the increased acidity in the intake of my caffeine.
This might be considered a "Good" to some people. Higher doses, (around 100-200mg) usually came with a severely decreased appetite.
The Bad:
D O O M and G L O O M - The only way I can describe this, is as a feeling of uncertainty at the end of the day. There is a need, or a desire to "accomplish" something, almost, fearfully. Normally, as I think of life; decaffeinated, when I am in a good state of mind, my life goals and projection thereof are before me. In the back of my subconscious, seeing my goals and my spirit impelling towards them; is the benefit of my natural state of being.
This completely disappeared when I started taking Caffeine. It just vanished. I couldn't see the next step in life. I don't know why. Green Tea didn't give me that much of an effect of "Doom and Gloom" - I can't say it is related to caffeine (mg) - Because even when I made my Coffee extremely weak, I still got that "after-gloom" in the evening.
It is a feeling mark by unease, uncertainty, as if "something bad" is going to pop-off. And I'm not sure why, but that kept me a bit hyped at night, laying in bed. Switching to Green tea reduced that about 80%. But it would rear if I had too much green tea, (45-60mg)
Impulsivity / Electronics / Porn / Cigarettes - My impulsivity increased 40% or something. I had very little self control in all aspects of my life. I became more impulsive. There were times, after a dose of 80-150mg of Coffee, It was extremely hard not to talk. I am usually a good listener when it comes to rapport with my friends. I noticed Coffee made me a shitty listener. I was more obnoxious, loud, and annoying talkative.
This impulsivity bled into my social media interactions. And I turned into an obnoxious loud mouth that had to "Win every argument online." - Not fun, not recommended. How do I explain that It was EXTREMELY HARD to sit still, and Actually LISTEN to a friend on the phone? There was an anxiousness in my chest, that forced me to dominate conversation. I enjoy listening to my friends naturally, and taking in the information that is shared. (More on that later.) - But taking in information, relaxed, and processing it, for me, is a part of successful rapport, with just anyone.
Twitchingly uncontrollably blurting out thoughts and dominating the conversation is unbecoming, and imbalanced, and I ran into that situation a few times. Luckily,I made my coffee very weak, like Tea, which made those side effects subside to a degree.
As far as electronics, porn, and even cigarettes, the impulsivity for these habits increased. It's as if I lost self control on all of them. I'm not even a smoker. But I found myself wanting to smoke more and more in the evening, to fight off the "Crash" of the initial "boost" of Caffeine in the morning. Before Caffeine, I usually can wake up, and read a book.
As I'm sipping my Coffee, I am impulsively scrolling my phone. Almost uncontrollably. This type of impulsivity also transferred to my Motorcycle riding : Taking more unnecessary risks behind the wheel. Before I even got on the Bike, I instinctively knew that Caffeine would effect my riding, probably in a negative way. And at times when I was "hopped up" on a higher amount..
I found myself more privy to doing uncalculated risks, like "taking openings" etc. Overall, I came out unscathed, but there was something motorcycle related that had never happened to me before. EVER.
I had a Panic Attack on my Motorcycle: This was a month into my Caffeine consumption, experimenting with different highs and lows. Regardless, he small amount that I would have, kept me up at night, prompting me to take a Sleep-Aid (diphenhydramine.)- Diphenhydramine, in combination with my morning Caffeine (The effects of Diphenhydramine last until the next day.) - Seemed to cause some kind of strange reaction when I was riding in the fog, in the mountains.
Most of the time, I am confident and cool as a cucumber on the bike, because remaining calm is of utmost importance. However. I felt a "fight or flight" response when I hit some fog and froze up in an absolute panic. Maybe I can attribute it to needing a new visor. Or the Fog. Or the Rain. Regardless, that has never happened to me in my 3 years of riding. It was HELLA freaky and I'm further convinced the absolute need for inner peace, and complete mental solace when riding in unfamiliar territory, and weather. (I've ridden big mountain roads, and it will take me some time for my non-caffeinated brain to re-adjust to have calmer adrenal levels for such riding.)
Anxiety: - 100-250mg of Caffeine gave me Anxiety and hostility. I was more aggressive. More prone to start things with people. And I got into about 4 road rage incidences within 2-3 months. Which is something that rarely happened before. A few times, they weren't even provoked by me, yet I uncontrollably escalated them.
This leads me to believe, that maybe a lot of road rage could be prevented if half the population wasn't caffeinated. A philosophical Spin on this is that, I believe that the "doom and gloom" felt from coming down off a drug, is similar to putting you in a energetic state of that of an addict, and not to sound "woo woo" or "new age" - But it is my belief, that if you vibrate on that heightened state of paranoia / darkness, you tend to run into other people of the same nature.
Hence the strange Road rage incidences that almost seemed unprovoked. But that's just theory anyway.
Acidity / heart burn: This increased a lot. Especially with Coffee. I had even began to get intense foot pain because I believe the acidity contributed to either irritation of the vascularity of my feet, or the acidity, or dehydration.
Studying: Talk about worse! Most of the information done while on Caffeine, isn't really taken in. It's as if my mind couldn't "Calm" itself enough to study. Which seems contradictory to all those students I used to watch going in, late night at Denny;s and ordering Coffee to study for exams! It might work for the preconditioned mind to Caffeine, but for me...
The most absorbent I am towards information is decaffeinated and my mind completely free. This effect, again, I reiterate.. Comes most potently from a beautifully brisk walk, or nice jog to circulate the bloodstream and getting the brain going. Caffeine comes nowhere close to the feeling of peace and freshness of natural exercise, decaffeinated. I find my brain most absorbent and ready to study after such a session.
To wake up, and douse my brain with Caffeine and try to actually absorb information would probably make me so impulsive, with impulsivity, I'd just want to flip through my phone and watch stupid TikTok videos back to back! Another horrid side effect of that caffeine.
Tiredness: I haven't felt so tired, in so many years! I actually felt more tired on Caffeine! Not after a month, but after the first 4 days of my experiment, I found myself already rushing to the Coffee maker every morning, just to "feel normal." - And after I got my "hit" - I would feel even more Tire and unrested, 4 hours later! This is self torture! I can't explain to you the feeling of being "Forced awake" by the blockage of adenosine - That feeling of Adenosine built up (the drowsy chemical) - yet being forcefully BLOCKED, created this feeling of "living/dead" - or "tired/awake" -
What a Nasty Feeling! No wonder I was getting more and more bags under my eyes! I wasn't getting deep sleep due to blocked adenosine, yet, I'd force myself to be awake from lack of sleep! And the funny part is, it only took about 4 days to fall into that addict cycle! How addictive it is to wake up and run straight to the Coffee maker in your undies, in the freezing cold, just to "FEEL AWAKE" - NUTS!
Closing Statement: I want to leave with this.
I ended my experiment a few days ago. I went for a walk, after having been de-caffeinated for a few days. It was the most euphoric, peaceful feeling I've had in 3 months. The feeling of aerobic exercise, and than sitting in my car starring at the clouds, and the breeze, and the trees, and the wind were amazingly eurphoric. And why I allowed myself, to rob myself of this peace, perplexed me.
There is NOTHING that comes close to an natural state of energy, when one practices good habits, diet, exercise, with water. Not even a Caffeine high can reproduce the absolute peace and Zen I feel, without such a drug. This was what I remember jotting down my mind before I took on this experiment. I said, "Remember this state." - And now, I remember it again.
And let me tell you! I just ENJOYED being in my OWN SKIN for the FIRST TIME IN 3 Months. I kid you NOT! Watching the wind blow the trees, was so beautiful. I just walked around and savored every moment. The sunset and clouds were amazing! I looked into the heavens once again, and I said, "HEllo GOD! This is my NATURAL STATE! YES!"
Who would have THOUGHT?? Who would have THOUGHT I had put myself in this state in my early 20's, for 10 years! I neglected the natural, born God-given peace we all have within us! Wow! What a beautiful experience that was. And I am looking towards this year for more euphoric experiences of drug-free clean natural radiant health!
In the 3 months of This experiment, and in my exercises, if I had taken Caffeine on that day, I would not achieve or feel this euphoria at all. I went on to enjoy life in the "slower" motion fashion. My anxiety while driving absolutely diminished. I see people rushing about. Senselessly in a hurry to go about their lives, risking accidents and others, rudeness, pushiness, demanding, disconnected. All these feelings came from this experiment of C affine.
What a blessing and a Joy it is to be rid of this drug out of my system. It was only an experiment to see what the "hub" was about. It had been 5 years. And my mind went to extreme lows, that I haven't felt in YEARS! Darkness. Gloominess. Paranoia. Unease. It all came back. And the question I ask, is, Why do we do this to ourselves ? Why do we buy this mass produced drug, that is sold everywhere, on every corner, just for a quick Kick, that only lasts 3-4 hours, and makes us complacent and impulsive on accomplishing repetitive behaviors without forethought?
That is my closing statement. Thanks for reading. Sorry for the length of the article. Hope everyone can derive some kind of peace from this.

This is what we get when we open the doors to foreigners and let our generosity get the better of us. Foreign males (mostly White) are invading our Asian countries by the thousands. With the exception of a relative few, no one has the guts to call these degenerates for what they're doing. The corrupt governments are being bribed to stay silent and look the other way. Media will only touch these horrific stories if they can sensationalize them for ratings. And the Clueless pundits and other social media posters will complain about it, but will only go as far as to condemn it without ever taking any action to stop it. Decades of conditioning by Western media as well as White sexpats have brainwashed the masses into thinking they're some White Knight savior here to save the day. But once they arrived and have you locked into their dark world, the total opposite is true.
Sex tourism is responsible for ruining the reputations of The Philippines, making us a laughing stock of the world. When Adam Carrolla said that the Philippines had nothing going for it except sex tourism and Manny Pacqiauo, he was dead on! Ask any non-Filipino what they know about The Philippines, and all you'll get is something similar to what he said. Type in "Philippines" or "Filipino" and all you'll get is some arrogant, self-entitled White male sexpat in The Philippines roaming around like he owns the place.
While all this is taking place, our women and children are falling victim to the culture and environment created by this sexpat pandemic:
The inevitable tragic results of toxic unions between Filipinas and White men: https://www.gmanetwork.com/news/pinoyabroad/dispatch/862076/american-gets-lifetime-jail-term-for-killing-filipina-wife-in-2019/story/
https://www.rappler.com/nation/overseas-filipinos/man-who-murdered-filipina-and-daughter-in-scotland-found-guilty/
https://newsline.ph/top-stories/2018/10/01/swedish-actor-husband-allegedly-murders-filipina-wife/
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3950426/German-husband-killed-Filipino-wife-sliced-body-eight-pieces-Thailand-sex-holiday-jailed-life.html
https://usa.inquirer.net/35929/texas-man-kills-filipina-wife-stores-body-in-freezer
https://plnmedia.com/italian-kill-filipina-wife-child-shooting/
https://www.al.com/news/mobile/2016/03/mobile_man_accused_of_drowning.html
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/09/17/magazine/philippines-marine-pardon-duterte.html
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-9249711/Man-24-arrested-murdering-woman-police-divers-comb-River-Severn.html
https://www.gmanetwork.com/news/pinoyabroad/dispatch/831894/greek-pilot-gets-life-sentence-for-british-filipina-wife-s-murdestory/
https://www.asianjournal.com/usa/dateline-usa/filipina-killed-by-live-in-partner-in-north-dakota/
Sick Perverted White Peodphiles Preying on Our Children: https://nextshark.com/robin-hoyt-alderman-american-pedophilesex-tourist-arrested-in-the-philippines-allegedly-planned-to-reenact-50-shades-of-grey-with-minors
https://lawandcrime.com/crime/ex-u-s-foreign-service-member-admits-to-sexual-abuse-told-victim-his-exact-job-title-and-warned-her-this-kind-of-thing-causes-international-incidents/
https://scandasia.com/philippines-immigration-detained-and-blacklisted-a-swedish-pedephile-from-entering-the-country/
https://www.ijm.org/news/76-year-old-american-man-arrested-sisters-now-safe-from-sexual-predator
Yet more White men abusing and murdering Filipino women: https://www.greenleft.org.au/content/domestic-violence-and-filipina-women-australia
Deadbead Sexpat Fathers Abandon Their Hapa Children: https://www.theguardian.com/society/2019/ma02/children-sex-tourists-leave-behind-fathers-visited-philippines?CMP=share_btn_tw
WHEN WILL THIS ALL END?

Today's anniversaries are:
2003

• Linkin Park - Meteōra (Alternative)

2005

• Hella - Church Gone Wild & Chirpin Hard (alternative, experimental, instrumental, math rock, punk, Sacramento)

2007

• Portal - Outré (metal)

2011

• Torrential Downpour - Connected Through (experimental metal, experminental, heavy psych, heavy-psych, metal, psychadelic, space metal, torrential downpour, Haworth)

2013

• The Korea - Сатурнус (Saturnus) () Read our review.

2014

• Yvette Young - Acoustics (alternative, acoustic, math, math rock, mathrock, pop, San Jose)

2016

• Atlantis Chronicles - Barton's Odyssey (death metal, metal, odyssey, technical death, technical death metal, Paris)
  
• Book of Sand - Occult Anarchist Propaganda (black metal, metal, rabm, anarchist, anarchist black metal, blackmetal, noise, occult, orthodox black metal, raw black metal, traditional black metal, Minnesota) Read our review.
  
• Fall of Minerva - Portraits (metal, ambient rock, hardcore, post-hardcore, London)
  
• He Was Eaten by Owls - Chorus 30 from Blues for the Hitchhiking Dead (classical, experimental, avant garde, avant-garde, chamber music, experimental, jazz, post punk, post-minimalism, post-punk, queer, queerpunk, London) Read our review.
  
• Mesarthim - Spire (black metal, dsbm, depressive black metal, metal, cosmic, space metal, Australia)
  
• Rorcal - Κρέων (Kréōn) (black metal, metal, black metal, doom, drone, geneva, metal, post-hardcore, post-metal, Switzerland) Read our review.
  
• The Body & Full of Hell - One Day You Will Ache like I Ache (metal)
  

2017

• Appalaches - Cycles (rock, instrumental rock, post rock, progressive rock, Montréal)
  
• Isenordal - Shores of Mourning (atmospheric black metal, black metal, cascadian black metal, metal, baroque, black metal, doom metal, funeral doom, neofolk, seattle, viking metal, Seattle)
  

2018

• Absently - Entropy (instrumental, metal, rock, ambient, Nashville)
  
• Book of Sand - Sun Going Down (experimental, acoustic, black metal, blues, doom metal, folk, free jazz, minneapolis, occult, outsider, weird, Minneapolis)
  
• Cult Play - In Search of Blood (electronic, dance, techno, Nebraska)
  
• Destrudiac - Pathetic Fallacy (metal, black metal, experimental, industrial, noise, psychedelic, Russian Federation)
  
• Marunata, Dreamshift, A Light in the Dark, and Ghâsh - Colours of the Mind (atmospheric black metal, black metal, blackgaze, metal, post black metal, post-rock, split album, France)
  
• Nytt Land - Oðal (folk, dark-folk, ethnic, folk-rock, nordic-music, viking-music, Kalachinsk) Read our review.
  
• Tuur Moens - Nebula (brazilian jazz, france, jazz, jazz fusion, portugal, spain, world, groovy, indie, melodic, music, nebula, world music, Netherlands)
  
• Yossi Sassi & the Oriental Rock Orchestra - Illusion of Choice (progressive rock, rock, ross jennings, world, alternative rock, metal, oriental, orphaned land, world music, Israel)
  

2019

• Amnesiac - The Grift ()
  
• Eá - Alium (math rock)
  
• João Mortágua - Dentro da janela (folk, jazz, rock, chamber, epic, free, fusion, organic, psychedelic, Porto)
  
• Valerinne - Desire (metal, dark, drone, instrumental, post-metal, post-rock, București)
  
• Will of the Mountain - The Third Silence (metal, progressive rock, ambient rock, post-rock, progressive metal, Costa Rica)
  

2020

• Arise in Stability - Dose Again (progressive metal)
  
• Bear, the Storyteller - Deidades (folk, post-rock)
  
• Erreur système - Œil pour œil (experimental black metal)
  
• Francesc Llompart - Insect Politics (free improvisation)
  
• Hyperdontia - Excreted from the Flesh (death metal)
  
• Kellen Tryon Mills - Wasted Time (jazz fusion)
  
• Musth - Set the Woods on Fire & Catharsis (post-metal)
  
• Oscar Jan Hoogland & Teun Verbruggen - Buurman (free improvisation)
  
• Patrick Shiroishi - Eye for an Eye (free jazz)
  
• The Simns 2 - Pets (free improvisation)
  

2021

• Dreams of the Drowned - Missed Springs (black metal)
  
• Galactikraken & Jonathan Young - Starship Velociraptor (progressive power metal)
  
• Nudibranch - Automaton (mathcore)
  
• Sugar Wounds - Calico Dreams (mathgrind)
  
• Vile Dissonance - Music Theory Is a Social Convention (avant-garde death metal)
  
• Сольвычегодск (Sol'vyčegodsk) - Танец с СВЧ (Tanec s SVČ) (free jazz)
  

2022

• 8 kalacas - Pudrete (skacore)
  
• Aaron Siegel - Fabrications #1: Tris & Iso (ambient)
  
• Aaron Siegel - Fabrications #2: Afternoon Fun (ambient)
  
• Aaron Siegel - Fabrications #3: Brandy (ambient)
  
• Aaron Siegel - Fabrications #4: Omni (ambient)
  
• Aldous Harding - Warm Chris (indie folk)
  
• Animals as Leaders - Parrhesia (progressive metal)
  
• Anne Paceo - Shamanes (modern jazz)
  
• Anwkozik - 4 (jazz fusion)
  
• Arcomusical - Emigre and Exile (contemporary classical)
  
• Astral Tomb - Soulgazer (progressive death metal)
  
• Bâ'a - Egrégore (black metal)
  
• Ben Schmidt-Swartz & the Saxsquatch - Schmidt-Swartz / Saxsquatch (jazzcore)
  
• Brodie West Quintet - Meadow of Dreams (modern jazz)
  
• Crown Magnetar - Alone in Death (blackened deathcore)
  
• Dandy Dandie - Hypnos & Morphée (jazz fusion)
  
• Day of Departure - Day of Departure (post-rock)
  
• Desolate Shrine - Fires of the Dying World (black metal)
  
• District Five - Burnt Sugar (psychedelic rock)
  
• Dream Widow - Dream Widow (thrash metal)
  
• Dust - Dust (deathcore)
  
• Dychromia - The Dangers of Curiosity (progressive metal)
  
• Echo Dolphins - Ⅱ (noise rock, pop)
  
• Emma Ruth Rundle - Orpheus Looking Back (folk)
  
• Ensemble Dal niente - Object/Animal (contemporary classical)
  
• Fabian Dudek - Isolated Flowers (modern jazz)
  
• Falls of Rauros - Key to a Vanishing Future (atmospheric black metal)
  
• Father Befouled - Crowned in venēficum (death metal)
  
• Francois Jalbert & Jérome Beaulieu - L'Aéronaute (progressive folk)
  
• Gewgawly Ⅰ & Thou - Norco (sludge metal, OST)
  
• Guerilla Toss - Famously Alive (art rock)
  
• Hallux valgus - Reflections of Distant Dreams (black metal)
  
• Helpless - Caged in Gold (grindcore)
  
• Hessdalen Light - False Dichotomy (math rock)
  
• Ibibio Sound Machine - Electricity (world fusion)
  
• John Zorn, played by Bill Frisell, John Medeski, Brian Marsella, and Kenny Wollenson - Perchance to Dream… (contemporary classical)
  
• Kilo Kish - American Gurl (electro pop)
  
• Knelpunt - Karaf (jazz fusion)
  
• Louis Matute Large Ensemble - Our Folklore (jazz fusion)
  
• Lucky Beasts - We Only Go Backwards (math rock)
  
• Lysandre Ménard - Sans oublier (indie pop)
  
• Maxxxtet - Chapter 3 (modern jazz)
  
• Michael Bisio Quartet - M Before (free improvisation)
  
• Michael Leonhart Orchestra - The Normyn Suites (modern jazz)
  
• Michael Romeo - War of the Worlds, Part 2 (progressive metal)
  
• Morrow - The Quiet Earth (blackened hardcore)
  
• Nailbreaker - Cope (cybergrind, digital hardcore)
  
• Nurser - Nurser (blackened deathgrind)
  
• Ōrdō rosārius equilibrio - La Fleur du Mal (dark pop)
  
• Park - Park (math rock)
  
• Port noir - Cuts (alternative metal)
  
• Potsa Lotsa XL & 성유진 (Seong Yujin / Youjin Sung) - 가야 (Gaya) (world fusion)
  
• Roxy Coss - Disparate Parts (jazz fusion)
  
• RXM Reality - Sick for You (experimental electro)
  
• Sélène Saint-Aimé - Potomitan (modern jazz)
  
• Shake Stew - Heat (Afrobeat, jazz fusion)
  
• Soonago - Fathom (post-rock)
  
• Soul Glo - Diaspora Problems (experimental hardcore)
  
• Steven Doman - Our Lady of the High Appalachian Mountains (alternative rock)
  
• Sum of R - Lahbryċe (post-metal)
  
• The Lovecraft Sextet - Nights of Lust (dark jazz, synthwave)
  
• The Tronosonic Experience - The Shadow, Volume 2 (progressive rock)
  
• Thierry Maillard - Caméléon (modern jazz)
  
• Trio Onoda - Trio Onoda (jazz fusion)
  
• Vincent Peirani - Jokers (modern jazz)
  
• Viridescence - Skate the Stars (math rock)
  
• Virocracy - Ecophagia (progressive death metal)
  
• Дмитрий Курляндский (Dmitrij Kurljandskij), played by Vacuum Quartet - String Quartet Series (contemporary classical)
  
• ツンデレ (Tsundere) Alley - Re: Stasis (neotrance)
  
• القات (Al-qāt / El khat) - علبة علوي ('ulba 'alawiyy), Opus 99 (world fusion)
  
• مايا يوسف (Maya Youssef) - Finding Home (Arabic classical)
  

It was a beautiful day in the fall, and though being in the middle of nowhere in Ohio isn’t exactly my ideal setting for an assignment, it could have been worse. Opening my windows, listening to music, and getting a good whiff of country air is a nice contrast to being cooped up in cities like I’m used to. The sight of brown stalks of corn populating the miles of fields along the road was welcome, as was the cool and clean smell of the air. It’s a good thing these jobs don’t involve much interaction with people. Unfortunately, some level of interaction is inevitable.
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On my way to this one, I got a speeding ticket from a cop at some little local department. Though I was, in fact, speeding, I got the feeling that he also didn’t so much like seeing a fed in his neck of the woods. The local police aren’t a fan of us, so I’ve come to learn. They tend to get suspicious of us, thinking we’re up to some top-secret mission behind their backs. I guess they would be right.
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I kept driving down the gravel road until the navigation let me know my destination was coming up on the right. Turning down the radio as I approached, I glanced toward the empty fields and the woods that met them beyond. I then turned into the long dirt driveway leading to our civilians’ house and garage.
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I rolled up and parked with my trunk facing the porch. Stepping out, I got another whiff of the fresh country air and looked at the area of operations that lay before me. I was surprised at the amount of land and space that I had at my disposal. Space is good for these jobs. Additionally, I was informed that there weren’t any neighbors close enough to worry about. I couldn’t have asked for a better setting.
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After stretching and letting out a light sigh, I decided it was time to get to work. I pulled the keychain out of my pocket and unlocked the front door. It seemed like a nice enough place. It was certainly nothing worth complaining about given the conditions of houses I’ve faced in my previous assignments. I went back outside to my massive, government-issued vehicle and opened the trunk.
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I pulled the first couple of duffel bags worth of equipment out and brought them inside. The kitchen was as good a place as any to set up. After making five or six trips of dragging heavy bags and boxes of my junk into the house, I went back outside to open the garage. Thank God we were able to catch this case early and the civilians were able to make it out in time. It also meant I got room in the garage to park this thing. All that remained in the truck was the large metallic box, but I wasn’t going to need that until later.
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I shut the trunk and pulled my vehicle into the garage, closing it on my way out. I stepped back into the house where I changed from my suit to my gear. Wearing the suit all day annoys me but I suppose the higher-ups want us to look like good, “friendly” feds to the public. The public has no idea the kind of monsters we are.
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I unpacked box after box of equipment and weapons. I loaded up my Glock 17 with its extended 30-round magazine just as I did with my standard .556 rifle. I checked the laser sights on both. All good. Next was my favorite, the.338 with the best scope you could ever ask for. It sure is nice having a virtually infinite budget. Perks of working for the US federal government I suppose. The final firearm I brought was my personal .357 magnum revolver that I kept holstered on my chest. I figure it’s never a bad idea to have one more gun, just in case. Maybe I should have brought more on this one. If things got too close, I always had my hunting knife. I sharpened it that morning before heading out.
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The next few hours consisted of me going out into the woods near the house in various places and setting up dozens of my little cameras equipped with motion sensors. They were there to give me an idea of the location of anything that got brave enough to get close to the fields that surrounded the house, I would be able to know about anything that was coming to me. I didn’t take too much caution in setting them up. Things never get interesting until nightfall.
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I returned to the house where I turned on my laptop and assured that all the cameras were connected and working. I could see every single one of them from there and would know if anything so much as moved. I then got situated on a chair by the kitchen table, where I opened the window and set up my .338 rifle to watch the fields with.
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I suppose it would be worth mentioning why I’m out here, setting up fancy equipment in the woods and loading up an arsenal of guns while I’m alone in a farmhouse that isn’t mine. Let’s back it up.
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March 1st, 2017, 3:33 am, Iowa
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Dispatch gets a call from a local farmer. He claims to be looking at a figure standing still at the edge of a treeline on his property. The description given by the farmer was that of a man of average stature and build, clothed in a loose black or grey shirt and trousers and a large-brimmed hat.
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The farmer tells dispatch that he had awoken abruptly roughly an hour earlier, unspecified as to why. He spotted the figure outside his kitchen window soon after. The figure had been standing near the edge of a row of trees. It was facing the house and hadn’t moved a muscle since the farmer noticed him. The farmer quickly retrieved his rifle and walked out onto his lawn, proceeding to brandish his firearm and tell the trespasser that this property was his and to leave immediately. The farmer, seeing that the man remained unthreatened by his warning and display of a firearm, retreaded back into his home to retrieve his phone and call 9-1-1 as he continued to watch the figure from his porch.
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During this call, the farmer’s voice was noticeably nervous and frightened. The desperate tone and quivering speech continued to worsen as he went on explaining the situation to dispatch. Dispatch instructed the farmer to remain where he stood and not to approach the trespasser. Dispatch reassured the farmer that the police were on their way. A few quiet and uneventful minutes passed. Then, without warning, the farmer let out a horrified scream through the phone. The call was disconnected seconds later.
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The police began their over 40-minute drive to the residence. Halfway to their arrival, multiple new calls were coming to dispatch from the farmer’s neighbors. They reported seeing a large stack of smoke coming from the farmer’s home, and the closest reported seeing the house on fire.
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By the time police arrived, the house had burned to the ground. The fire department arrived shortly after but oddly enough, the fire had completely subsided. What remained was the charred crumbs of what was once a house. The firefighters that arrived on site were bewildered by how quickly the fire must have burned the house. There was no explanation they could fathom.
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The police searched the nearby fields and woods for the farmer and alleged trespasser to no avail, however, their search was quickly called back upon the findings of the firefighters in the house. The man’s charred bones were found beneath the rubble but not as they should have been. It became clear after further investigation that the man’s limbs were ripped from his body before it was incinerated at an impossible speed. 4 .308 bullet casings were found where the porch of the house used to be. The rifle was found just outside of the house, unscathed despite its proximity to such a violent fire. Forensics confirmed that the rifle had fired these casings but the bullets themselves were never found.
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This was the first, but far from the last.
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October 28th, 2017, 11:07 pm, Montana
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Dispatch gets a call from a rancher who spotted a woman in an old-fashioned black and white dress and wearing a linen cap. The rancher claimed the woman was standing amongst his cattle and not moving. The rancher expressed no panic or concern for his safety over the phone, but rather a concern for the woman in the field. The rancher also noted that his cattle kept their distance around the woman.
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An ambulance arrived at 11:29. Paramedics found no trace of the alleged woman. They walked to the entrance of the rancher’s house and discovered his door to be unlocked and open. After calling for the rancher and getting no response, they stepped inside to be greeted by the corpse of the rancher, hanging from a noose in his stairwell. The man had no history of mental illness and none of his relatives or acquaintances had any reason to believe he was suicidal. Additionally, an autopsy report concluded that both arms were broken in multiple places as well as every finger as if they had been crumpled together by a great force. He could not have tied the noose himself.
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November 29th, 2018, 2:06 am, Wisconsin
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Dispatch gets a call from another farmer. He had spotted a woman in an old black and white dress and linen cap. The woman had been standing in the long driveway from the road to his house, lit by the lamp that covered it. She stood motionless in the cold, windy, and heavily snowing weather. The farmer and his wife were later found under a collapsed wall of their crumpled house with stones placed on top. They had been placed in a seemingly orderly fashion until there was enough weight to crush their bones.
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This happens to be the first incident we have on record with photo evidence. A trail cam owned by the farmer and his wife a few acres away from the house caught a picture the night of the incident. It caught a picture of the woman exactly as the farmer had described. Black and white dress, white linen camp. It looked as though she had stepped through time from hundreds of years before and placed like a mannequin in front of the camera.
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May 30th, 2019, Minnesota
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September 3rd, 2019, Nebraska
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January 4th, 2020, South Dakota
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I could go on but the point is that these incidents have been happening more and more frequently and they aren’t stopping. We do know what they are, or at least what they’re supposed to represent to us.
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Every single one of these “people” lived in North America during the witch trials. We don’t believe they were the ones who were executed. We believe they were the ones who made the accusations, the ones who got their neighbors killed, the ones who carried out the executions and now they’re back to kill again.
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Luckily, my department picked up on these patterns early on and designated a team to deal with them. There are a few hundred of us. I am in the dark about what everyone does exactly. I haven’t met many but I do know that some find potential incidents, some investigate, some deal with the cover-up and handling the publicity, and then, of course, there are the ones you send in to eradicate the problem. That’s where I come in.
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I am here to hunt them down, to put them back in their graves so it would seem. Sometimes I get here before they’ve claimed a victim, sometimes after. But their reign of terror comes to an end with me. They’ve never gotten away from me, and I have never failed an assignment. I didn’t plan on this night being any different.
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A beep sounded from my laptop screen as an outline from one of the cameras lit up, indicating that the motion sensor detected movement. It had been quiet since I set it up, there was not even the slightest sign of wildlife. No deer, no squirrels, nothing. I leaned forward and intently examined the camera that had been triggered. There was nothing to see. Another sensor triggered. Again, the camera showed nothing. My eyes darted from camera to camera, looking for motion. Another camera triggered, though all that I caught sight of was a shaking tree branch. There was no wind today. Another. This time I saw it. A dog-looking figure darted across the camera in only a few frames, but I knew it was no dog.
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I turned my attention from the cameras to the field in front of me, where the movement had come from. I got behind my rifle and looked down the scope to the treeline in the distance. My heart began to pound in my chest at an intense tempo.
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I could feel the adrenaline kicking in while I scanned the edge of the field for movement. All that greeted me was the orange glint of the setting sun on the treeline and the tiny shadows of the little stumps of corn stalks in the otherwise empty field. It was silent. Not even a wind accompanied me this evening, though I can’t complain. It’s better for shooting.
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For a few minutes, I continued to run my scope along the treeline, occasionally getting a peek with my own eyes. It was during one of these peeks when I noticed a color out of place, in between a couple of trees on the other side of the field—some sort of black-and-white spec that was there not a second before. I lowered my head down, back behind the scope, and centered it. As I steadied the scope, a man-like figure standing at the edge of the field came into focus.
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It wore black, tattered rags of clothing that hung loosely on its rigid frame. It stood still, stiff as a board. Its eyes were fixed on something ahead of it. It took me a moment to realize it was focused on me. It didn’t move a muscle, not even blinking as it stared.
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I came to my senses and prepared to do my job. I flipped the safety off of my rifle and centered my crosshairs on its chest. I began to breathe deeply, my finger on the trigger, ready to pull but I didn’t take the shot, not yet. I saw it start to move.
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Even with the distance between us, my scope made the picture of this figure clear as day. The movement came from only one part of its body; its mouth. First, its crusty lips detached from one another and the mouth began to open. Steadily, it opened more, and more all the while the rest of its body and head remained fixed. Its jaw sank to what should have been all the more it could, but it didn’t stop. It fell further, dipping down below its chest, its skin like a stretched rubber band waiting to snap, though it didn’t, it kept stretching.
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Still stiff as a board, the man-like thing remained with its eyes locked on me while its mouth sat open, impossibly wide. It stood still with its hanging jaw for a moment, a moment I shouldn’t have given it. Now I knew I had my target. I began to apply pressure to the trigger before I was stopped, shaken by a force.
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A scream, like a choir of souls in despair being dragged off to hell, with the power of a thousand horns sounding the start of a medieval battle rung through the fields. Its volume caused flocks of birds in the nearby trees to fly away in a panic, its bass shuddered through my chest and left me too hypnotized to pull the trigger. I’ll never get used to hearing one of them scream.
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“Here we go”
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I muttered to myself, the only thought I could conjure from my brain at the moment.
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Closing its mouth, it leaped forward and reached for the ground in front of it with its hands fixed like claws. As soon as they met the ground, the feet followed and planted themselves quickly so that it could boost itself forward once again. It had begun its terrible charge. All the while, its face remained fixed on me, rotting teeth exposed and clenched in rage. The speed at which it rushed across the empty field would make a deer running for its life look lazy in comparison, but I was the prey here.
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Though my heart began to race at the sight of this abomination barreling toward me, this anomaly of hatred and hunger bound to flesh, I remained calm. I began to steady my breathing, taking control of each breath, in and out.
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Inhale. Exhale.
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Inhale. Exhale.
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Inhale. Exhale.
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Squeeze.
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The crack of the shot rang out through the dimming sky and the field before me, my response to its enraged scream. I remained fixed on the target, observing the spatter of blood as it shot from its back. It began to scream again, this time rapidly and desperate in tone. I quickly moved the bolt and chambered the next round, accompanied by the soft ring of the brass bouncing on the floorboards under my chair.
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Although I managed to land a clean shot to the chest, it didn’t do much. It kept running, keeping on at its same speed. Though now it changed its direction and was running adjacent to my position in the house. It was trying to flank me. It wanted to find a way around my line of sight. I couldn’t let it.
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Again, I took control of my breathing. Slowly, I drifted my rifle on the bipod until the creature came back into view. Its limbs pounded at the ground with speed and power as it propelled itself across the field. I’ll never get used to seeing one run either.
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Starting behind it, I continued to move the scope, just fast enough to begin gaining on him, just fast enough to let the crosshairs catch up. Inhale. Exhale. The crosshairs slowly began to overtake it. Inhale. Exhale. Squeeze.
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I chambered the next round quickly. This shot brought him to the ground, but it didn’t keep him there. After a short tumble, it rose and began to run again, this time back towards the woods it came from. Inhale. Exhale. Squeeze.
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The third shot grazed its back. Frustrated, I chambered another round and took aim, but it was far too late. Before I could even begin to line up my fourth shot, it had taken one final leap from the field back into the treeline it came from.
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I let out a sigh and hung my head in disappointment. I knew what I had to do next but I sure as hell didn’t want to. The last flickers of sunlight shone through the open window and lit my .338 rifle as I reloaded the magazine. I sat and stared blankly at the screen in front of me, hoping a camera would pick up some sort of movement that could clue me into wherever it ran off to. Knowing my luck, I shouldn’t have expected it to.
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After coming to terms with reality, I stood up and grabbed my .556, slinging it around my body and letting it hang in front of me. I aimed it down, looking through its sight and testing its laser again before checking the chamber. Good to go. Next, I adjusted the night vision set to my head before picking up my .338 and heading for the door. As I stepped outside, I let out another sigh, this one of stress. Hunting these things at night, on their own turf is never as fun, nor as easy as finishing them quickly from a distance but what choice did I have? I just wanted to get it over with.
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I flipped down my goggles and switched them on, illuminating the dark field in green and white. I began my long walk across. It took me longer than expected. The speed of that monstrosity caused me to underestimate the size of the field. Each step I took was slow and quiet. I didn’t want the crunch of my feet meeting the dirt and remnants of corn stalks to disturb my hearing. If that thing made a noise, I needed to hear it. If only I could have quieted my incessant heavy, nervous breathing too.
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I was not even halfway to the treeline when I reached the first pool of blood, where I had shot it for the second time, and it decided to retreat. Bits of flesh were scattered about the ground, but I didn’t care to stop and look. Instead, I focussed on the blood I could see that led back into the woods.
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Any experienced hunter has had to track a deer or two. It can be very frustrating. The trail isn’t always so clear, and you never know how far it has gotten. In my case, I knew this thing was still alive, and it was angry.
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I continued my walk, splitting my attention between the blood trail on the ground and the treeline in front of me, scanning for movement and listening. If I was lucky enough, it would have gotten bold and tried to take me down in the field. Unfortunately, I’m not so lucky. Silently, I followed the trail until it met the woods. I stopped walking and calmed myself.
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I didn’t want to go past those damn trees, but there was no avoiding it. I had a job to do. I extended the bipod of my .338 and lowered it to the ground before raising the stock of my other rifle to my shoulder. I took a deep breath and resumed my walk, now even slower and more cautious. At least now my heavy breathing would be drowned out by the sound of snapping twigs beneath my feet.
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Immediately upon entering the woods, I spotted the next sight of blood. It came from a tree branch, its leaves covered in the dripping crimson liquid. I walked up to observe, only to notice more blood on the branch above that one. And the next. I noticed the pattern and followed each branch up, one by one, each with its leaves covered in blood. Suddenly a mass moved on top of the tree next to the one I was looking up at.
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I swung my rifle up, pointing above me at the top of the trees. The mass turned and into view came two glowing eyes, like white lights in my night vision. It opened its mouth again to let out another deafening scream but I raised my rifle and took aim. Its scream was cut short by a bang from my barrel and the thud of the rounds meeting flesh. I was only able to squeeze half a dozen rounds off before it leaped away, to the tops of the neighboring trees.
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I kept shooting as it jumped from one tree to another, though within seconds it was out of my line of sight. I charged through the woods after it and watched it leap impossible distances, shaking trees so hard I thought some might snap. All the while I kept trying and failing, to line up a clean shot. The ones I did manage to squeeze off were either misses or ineffective.
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Even at the full-on sprint that I managed to sustain for a good few minutes, I was barely able to keep up. I almost abandoned the chase entirely before I saw an opportunity. There was a clearing ahead. A trail. The distance across was far too wide for it to jump. It took a sharp right once it realized this and began jumping from tree to tree along the trail. I rushed into the opening before kneeling to line up a shot. I followed it with my sights, tracking the timing of each leap, and letting t it land and leap once more before it settled on a new tree. I shot off two more rounds as it braced to leap again.
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They were perfectly placed and its body tumbled in the air and crashed violently to the ground. Having lined up my sight, I squeezed the trigger again to hear the absence of a gunshot, replaced by the click of the firing pin in the empty chamber. I screamed curses at myself as I quickly exchanged magazines. By the time I looked up, the body was already gone.
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I got to my feet and continued down the trail at a jog-like pace with my rifle at the ready. I was beginning to get frustrated more than anything. I’ve put dozens of these things in the ground before, I didn’t understand why was I having such a hard time with this one. As I approached a curve in the trail, I slowed my pace and brought the stock of my rifle back to my shoulder. I approached the curve from the outside of the trail, trying to get a clear view of what was beyond when my head violently snapped to the left.
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My vision went suddenly dark and it took me a few moments to realize that I wasn't dead, nor was I unconscious. Something hit my night vision goggles and knocked them clear off of my head, breaking the mount they sat on. My eyes were only beginning to adapt to the dark when another object came flying towards my head, narrowly missing as it whistled forcefully past my ear. It was a rock, around the size of a football. I couldn’t help but glance behind me in astonishment at the object that had nearly decapitated me before turning my attention back to what threw it.
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Sure enough, there it was. Standing behind the trees at the corner of the path. I let my anger take control and began to fire rapidly at its torso. My disregard for accuracy hardly mattered at this range. Regrettably, it meant I was now closer than I would have liked and it began to charge. I landed shot after shot. Blood spurted from its back and painted the tree branches and leaves that it passed as it barreled toward me.
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Again, my magazine went empty. Instead of bothering to reload a new one, I quickly drew my Glock and continued my rapid fire on the beast. It broke into the clearing and fell to all fours before it leaped forward and ran as it had done in the field. It closed the distance between us in seconds.
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A hand clenched around my throat and I was lifted off of the ground like a feather. It kept running, past the edge of the clearing and carrying me into the woods. I continued to pepper it at point-blank range with my pistol. Between shots, I could hear its hysterical laughter directed at my futile efforts. Its face smiled with a look of sadistic insanity.
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I continued shooting until my magazine went dry and I was stuck with an empty gun. With nothing else I could do, I began to beat its face with the empty pistol. This seemed to piss it off. It violently threw me through the air. I felt my body snap dozens of branches before I met the ground and rolled uncontrollably.
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Recovering quickly, I grasped the rifle still slung around me and replaced the empty magazine with a new one. It was mere feet away from me when I started to fire. I got a few shots off before it grabbed my arm. This time I whipped the barrel of my rifle up, clubbing it hard across the face. It let out a short, irritated scream. I thrust my barrel at the top of its head, knocking it back as it emitted another angry grunt. It reached up with its left arm and tried to grab the barrel before half of its fingers were blown off by my next shot. It recoiled its arm in pain before swinging it back at me.
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Upon contact, my rifle flew out of my hands and the sling came undone from my body as it was thrown far into the woods behind me. I attempted to retreat before he grabbed me with his right hand, and what remained of his left around my neck. Again, I was picked up and it carried me, this time only a short distance to a tree. My back cracked as I was slammed into the bark.
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It looked up at me and smiled again.
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“We killed our sinners, we brought justice to our land. We brought justice for God”
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I ignored its foul speech, lifting an arm and hooking it across the face with a firm punch. It had no effect.
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“You are all sinners, and you will die for your sins as they did”
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Again, I struggled and pummeled its face with everything I could muster but it still did nothing.
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“Now go and burn in the lake of fire”
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It shouted, before laughing with a dozen sadistic voices all coming from its mouth.
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It opened its mouth and its jaw was once again stretched to what should be an impossible level. It lowered me until I was level with it. It moved its open mouth toward my head, shaking with rage. Its teeth now inches from my face. Its breath, foul. With my left arm, I drew my knife, slashing it across the chest before plunging it into its neck. I hooked a punch with my right arm that finally caused it to stumble. It wound up its own punch and let it loose. I narrowly escaped, ducking out of the way before its fist met the tree and went right through, splitting it in half before the wood tumbled to the ground.
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I took this opportunity to draw my .357. He recovered from its punch and faced me, pulling the knife from its neck and letting blood spurt and gush. It stared me down as it slowly approached, ready to deliver its finishing blow.
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Its head was shaking now, harder than ever in anger, its mouth hung open to half its capacity where it showed its rows of rotting human teeth. I raised my revolver and attempted to steady my sights but I was too shaky. I quickly collected myself. Inhale. Exhale. The front sight became level with the rear. Squeeze.
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The recoil caused the gun to rise enough for me to get a look at the damage. I clipped its mouth, in the corner of its jaw. It hung open, with one side detached completely. It wailed in pain as it gargled its blood and crumbled to the ground. I aimed again, cocking the hammer. Squeeze. With the second round, I detached its jaw completely.
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“Let’s see you bite me now, fucker”
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I painfully muttered with anger. It dropped my knife and was now laying flat on its back, breathing heavily. I approached, cocking the revolver again as I did. It reached out with its mangled hand but I kicked it away before placing my barrel to its skull. Squeeze. And then silence.
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After dragging the body back to the field, I spent the next few hours retrieving my lost and damaged equipment, as well as tediously finding every one of my cameras. I then retrieved my vehicle and drove it to the edge of the field. There was just one more thing to do.
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I opened my trunk and pulled out the metallic box. I don’t understand why they make these things so goddamn heavy. I opened it and placed the corpse inside before securing the extremely heavy-duty lock. Next was the hole. It wasn’t easy digging after I had been roughed up and tossed around by an undead religious maniac with superhuman strength, but at least this was the last thing I had to do.
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I finished digging the hole, placed the metal casket inside, and covered it up. From there, I collected my equipment, packed it up, and took off. Supposedly there’s a cleanup crew that comes in after we’re done with these missions and destroys any bizarre evidence.
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I suspect they take the body as well. Where do they take it? What do they do with it? I have no clue but I’ve been strictly reminded to not ask questions on the matter and to just stick to doing my job. Still, I always find myself wondering.
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What I have even more questions about is why these things exist in the first place. What the hell is going on? Why them? Why now? Has this been going on for longer than I know? Am I being lied to? What happens next, in the future, if this keeps going on? It’s only been getting worse. They’ve only been popping up more and more frequently. When does it end? Does it end?
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I have more questions than I do answers but what I can tell you is that this problem isn’t going away anytime soon. It’s only going to get worse. There are only going to be more of them, not less. The death toll will only continue to rise. People are going to find out sooner or later. It might as well be now. Maybe we will stop them. Maybe this will all come to an end one day, or maybe we are the ones who are all going to meet our end. Either way, I’ll be there to see it.

“God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe say, "Man, you must be puttin' me on"
God say, "No, " Abe say, "What?"
God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but
Next time you see me comin', you better run"
Abe said, "Where do you want this killin' done?"
God said, "Out on Highway 61"
The radio, a martyr’s relic from a bygone era, sounded half as faded as I was.
I reeked of vodka and middy weed. I didn’t care. This lonely stretch of highway belonged to no one as far as I was concerned, and you gambled taking the curves in the dark.
It was your fault if you choose to gamble with me. Least, that’s the way I saw it.
Texas felt so far away.
“Well, Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes to the reservation, drinks and gets mean
And he's gonna start a war
He's gonna start a warrrrrr
And he hops in his pickup
Puts his pedal to the floor
And says, "I got mine
But I want more"
Because Cowboy Dan's a major player in the cowboy scene
He goes to the reservation, drinks and gets mean
He goes to the desert, fires his rifle in the sky
And says, "God, if I have to die, you will have to die"
I hacked up what felt like part of a lung. My hand was stained, the oxidized rust of old blood mixed with a fresh coat of red, a fresco that highlighted a life poorly lived.
Wait.
What happened to Bob Dylan?
Or was it Johnny Cash?
Wasn’t I just listening…
Gaps in time. I prayed I hadn’t taken the ketamine.
That was for later.
If you want proof time is just a strongly worded opinion, just slip into a k-hole.
That was for later.
My eyelids felt heavy.
There were no stars.
Endless pines, only shadowy outlines in the dark, still cover for the night’s starving predators, were all I could make out.
I just guessed at where the road kinked and turned and straightened.
I was playing a game with God, and I wanted to lose.
I wanted us all to lose.
“Dance, Dance to the radio
While the, Devil takes control,
Dance, Dance to the radio,
While the, Devil takes control…”
The warm hug of oblivion, a feeling like endless cookies and Saturday morning cartoons, began slipping its infinite arms around me.
Come and See, and I saw.
It was still the witching hour when I woke with a startled gasp. I could feel the claws of need, withdrawal, dragging up my arms, burrowing into my skin, making the back of my eyeballs vibrate.
Every day the need grew stronger, and every day, I killed off a little bit more of me.
One is too many, and a thousand is never enough.
I was in a ditch.
This wasn’t new or news. I tended to wake up in a lot of ditches. Beats Motel 6. Fewer roaches and you could smoke in every room.
My truck wouldn’t start.
Not even the wheezing gasps of a machine trying to cling to artificial life. Just a click and utter silence.
The battery couldn’t be dead. I checked my watch.
5:55 A.M.
I figured I’d tried to hit the eternal snooze button around 3 A.M. It had only been a few hours. Battery should be fine.
A cursory inspection showed no external damage. No blown tires, no misbegotten wires or missing spark plugs. Hell, it seemed like I’d just slowly cruised into this dark little corner of the universe.
It was as though the truck just gave up the ghost and said, "I’m done." The thirsty horse dropping to the ground in an endless desert, done with the death march.
I bear crawled up the small ravine and onto the highway.
A generous term for a lonely road in whatever the Hell backwater burg America had shit out here.
All I could see were outlines in the dark.
Fitting, I thought.
And then an explosion stole my vision.
Let there be light.
And there was.
And it was good.
Especially good.
Because it was a bar.
A ramshackle of a spot, dive joint meets biker meth hangout, from the looks of it, and it was just powering up.
Shit, if you couldn’t drink on Sunday morning, were we really free? Were we really God’s children at all?
I started ambling toward the light, my eyes adjusting to the deep gloom.
“The Man from Capernaum.”
Hell of a name for a spot in the middle of BFE.
Hell of a name.
Hell.
Hell, I needed a drink.
My watch read 6 a.m. but it was 5 o’clock somewhere, and this place had electricity buzzing it had to pay for and didn’t much strike me as the sort of establishment that probably saw the law as anything more than a nuisance.
I sauntered up to the door, my black boots clicking loudly against the rotten wooden porch.
Into the lion’s den we go.
Unsurprisingly, it was empty as a church on Friday night. Why kill the Son if you can’t have the sin, after all?
But it was unlocked and music was softly crooning from somewhere.
“As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that Good Ol’ Way
And who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way”
Fantastic. No bartender and proselyting in a shit joint. That’s just what my migraine and itchy skin called for.
I considered hopping the bar and grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniel’s, but this struck me as a place where your head might become acquainted with a shotgun right quick and nobody would kick up much fuss.
I was going out, a lamb among wolves, but on my terms. I’d had enough violence. I wanted to feel the void swallow me whole, not feel a hole swallow my head.
Plopping down on an empty stool, I risked lighting up a smoke. Certainly they wouldn’t get bent out of shape over a cowboy killer or two.
And shit, who was there to kick up dirt anyway? A ghost town without the spirits, save the ones just behind the bar and out of reach.
The tantalizing fruit in the garden.
God, I need a cold one, now.
“Till armageddon no shalam, no shalom
Then the Father Hen will call His chickens home
The wise man will bow down before the throne
And at His feet they'll cast their golden crowns
When The Man comes around”
The hairs on my arm stood up.
That wasn’t the gentle croon of some A.M. gospel channel. That was someone singin’ in the bar.
In the furthest stool at the left end of the bar, a wild looking man sat, intermittently taking greedy gulps of amber beer and singing loudly, his other arm flailing frenetically as though conducting an unseen orchestra.
Ah, good, a ninja crackhead. That’s just what I need.
He looked over at me and I leapt from my chair and damn near outta my boots.
Ancient as the hills, this man looked like he’d just come down the mountain from communing with the darkness itself.
God damn.
A wild, grey, patchy beard splayed out in every direction, as though the hair itself was trying to escape the vessel that grew it.
The crown of his head was bald but the rest was shaggy white hair, matted in some places, errantly sticking up in others, as though it couldn’t choose between electrocution and submission.
He wore what looked like a white robe, but it was stained with all manner of mess. Copper, brown, yellow, black. Blood, shit, piss, and Heaven only knows what. A fetid robe of many colors.
Tattered, rudimentary sandals held in dirty feet with long, yellowed toenails.
The man reeked worse than sulfur. Worse than death. It was like the pungent stank of the human stain clung to him with reckless abandon.
He was chubby and withered and maddened.
But none of that held a penny to his eyes.
Orbs of the purest white, ringed with seared, blackened flesh around the edges.
Nothing but endless, empty white that somehow felt like it saw nothing but what we all couldn’t see. Nothing of this world but everything we hide in it. Our lies, the horrors behind the masks, what we do in the dark, this tattered, horrible amalgam we have the audacity to still call “a soul.”
Fuck this.
I went to run but found I had no will to do so.
My boots had become one with the earth, like the leather was finally gonna join the cattle that had to die for me to feel like a man.
A crash of thunder stole my hearing, a tiny whirlwind began lifting and smashing bottles from behind the bar.
The seals of the bottles came open, spraying spirits everywhere.
The bar was alight with white fire and a light blasted through the bar that would embarrass the Sun.
Then all was silent and still.
“Nice hooves,” the man said in a velvety baritone.
I looked down at my black boots and back up at him.
There is probably a drug cocktail somewhere in existence where, if mixed properly and taken with utter scientific precision, probably unlocks the gates to Heaven in the human consciousness.
I think I might have found the one’s that unlocked Hell’s.
The man wore a wide, warm grin. Authentic and inviting, the jovial visage of every TV grandfather. Creature comfort. He no longer looked like a raving maniac.
Far from it.
The man was now young, maybe late 20’s.
Golden, feathered locks elegantly curved just behind his ears.
A black cardigan, dark jeans, and new Grecian sandals graced a well-kept temple, a body of with seemingly perfect porcelain skin.
Sapphire blue eyes, pools of painful beauty, the kind that feels like a knife twisting your gut, looked at me with compassion.
I could smell lilac and some spice that seemed reminiscent of a world long gone by but made me what want to curl up with a blanket and read a good book by the fire wafted my way.
A single, marred tattoo of a small cross ran down the index finger of his left hand.
The man sat down and said, “why don’t you and them hooves join me, Pappy?”
I go by a lot of names to keep myself safe in this shithole world, but I hadn’t gone by my real name since I beat a kid black and blue in elementary school for mocking me for it and my daddy had told me he was proud of me. Put a cigarette out on the back of my neck later that same night after a few too many for causing trouble.
The duality of man or whatever the Hell the academics prattle on about, I guess.
“They’re boots,” I snarled, playing at bravery, bluffing like I did every day of this wasted life, hopin’ it might but him back on his heels.
I didn’t know if I was messing with some damned creature not of this world or was just higher than a kite and seeing nonsense. While the latter seemed far more likely, I wanted to prepare for the former.
“Sure,” he said kindly, “sure.”
I sat down on the tattered stool.
“Where’s the bartender? And how the Hell do you know my name?”
“Calm down, son. You look like you could use a drink of the old blood. Sure beats those poisons you keep sticking in that body we gave ya.”
A wine glass appeared before each of us, filled to the brim. The man, or whatever it was, sipped away, humming some forgotten hymnal.
“I ain’t much of a vino fan. Got any Irish whisky?”
He lifted his glass as though to toast me and said “Sure. And you certainly will need that later. For now, the grapes of wrath, as it were.” A soft chuckle left his lips.
I sipped the wine. No sense bucking the bull when you don’t know how big or angry it really is.
It tasted like nothing I had ever had before. An indescribable, wicked deliciousness.
It warmed me up and filled me with light and hope and covered up all the dark holes that had punched through me by others.
Even plugged the ones I’d punched myself.
“We?”
The man took a small sip. “Sorry?”
“You said ‘the body *we* gave ya. *We*.”
It was only then I noticed he was crying.
There were no sobs, no audible gasps, no tremors or shakes, just slow, steady tears of blood dripping from those perfect blue orbs.
“Name’s Arah. I’m an Angel.”
Arah downed the goblet of wine, flecks of his bloody tears caking the glass’s rim.
“Behold, I send an angel before you to guard you on the way and to bring you to the place that I have prepared.”
This obvious machination of my drug addled brain chuckled louder this time, a slight slur and anger tinging his words.
“I’m even less for all that religious babble than I am for wine. Though this shit’s pretty damn good, I gotta admit.”
“LIAR!” Arah screamed, shaking the whole bar. His eyes were wide and obsidian and his chest heaved heavily.
“Liar.” This, a quiet whisper.
“You spent your whole life in church.
You soaked up every hopeful word, every promise of redemption and fixing, and the truth of that still rattles around inside you.
You can stick all the needles you want into that arm so you can lie to yourself and take away the pain you were meant to bear, but you can’t lie to me. We see everything, for we are many.”
Arah refreshed his glass with a small flourish of his hand before downing it again, his disposition getting slightly wobblier.
“DRINK!” he screamed, and when the world stopped shaking and those eyes turned blue again, I sure as shit started pounding the fermented fruit.
Ain't the time to be picky.
“You aren’t having a bad trip. I'm having a bad trip.”
The endless tears of blood fell quicker, like a swift red river coursing from a deep blue waterfall.
Small pools of it began forming of the bar. A slight acrid smell was on the air, barely noticeable behind all the wonderful aromas.
I felt warm and real and firm. I felt human again. My glass had been refilled and I downed another.
Okay, so I was getting wasted with an angel. Admittedly a first, even for my winding and warped road, but getting blitzed on Jesus Juice sure beat pissing off some emotionally unhinged cherub motherfucker.
“I can’t find Him. I can never find Him.”
Slight groans left Arah’s lips and he gulped down another glass.
With a minor twitch, the glass flew and smashed against the wall.
A nanosecond, if even, after the sound of shattering, it reappeared anew, full of the deep blood wine, before him, and he slurped it down his gullet.
I was trying to keep pace with him.
Shit I could drink a fifth of whisky and make it home alive but something in this good good had me slippin’. A part of me knew I should be petrified to ask, but the rest of me was too faded to care.
“Find who? What brings you here, cryin’ tears in yer beers?”
Now I was the one slurring.
“Take them.”
I looked down at the bar.
A belt. A syringe full of something brown and beautiful.
All the gear.
And six shots of what I prayed was Jameson.
“But where sin increased, grace abounded all the more.”
Arah was slurring hard now, slowly spinning in his chair, laughing and crying.
“Have a taste. At least there’ still manna.”
I shot the whole thing and downed that beautiful Irish whisky. Warmth and light filled me up and stole me away from this putrid rock.
Somehow, as wrecked as I was, I felt I could see Arah all the clearer, like the Sun pushing out the remnants of a storm. His hands looked withered, and those blue eyes looked heavy and tired.
“I miss Him. God. Father.”
I began to mumble some apocryphal question, but a raised hand silenced me.
“We’re taking communion here, son, an act of contrition, of grief, celebration and loss. I’m not giving about to give you a seminar on the finer points of how you all bungled what we gave you and called it ‘religion.’ Just shut the fuck up and drink.”
We downed a glass of wine in unison, a broken human and clearly a broken angel, performing a ritual at the alter we were left with.
“You wanna know why I’m here drinkin’? I know you do. I can hear it rattling around in that little rat brain of yours, gnawing, gnawing, gnawing.
Well, here’s why. GOD LEFT.
You remember your Bible.
Like a schizophrenic mother when the voices just crept too far in, he drowned all his children in the bathtub. He felt regret.
You apes can’t come to terms with the fact that it isn’t cognitive dissonance to be perfect and make mistakes. Your binaries and absolutes are the pathetic crutches you rest on, the prisons you build for yourselves. You think you live in the grey but you don’t. You are the simple minded mistake of something far greater than you could possibly fathom.
Hell ain't nothin' but a door locked from the inside.
He was right to drown all of you, ya know.
You’re an abortion that didn’t take.
You’re the science experiment gone wrong.
You’re the motherfucking poisonous residue left over when the manufacturing process goes the slightest bit awry.
He TRIED. He gave you EVERYTHING. And you chased him away.
He wanted to put you all down. Wipe the slate clean. Shoot the wolf with the broken leg caught in the trap. Mercy. But He had made those fuckin’ rainbows, and He kept his word.
You all sit and pout and scream and gnaw and gnash and blow each other up. Always the same shit in this horrible flat circle.
"My god is real, your god is fake! "
You never once consider you’re all talking about the same damn thing, and more to the point, you're spend your entire lives debating His existence. What a catastrophic waste to be so far from the mark.
Is He real? Is He a fairy tale?
Is there a big bearded man with a sword in the sky or is it just what some primitive apes told themselves to explain the lights in the night sky, a mechanism of control and purpose in an entropic and meaningless world?”
I felt frozen listening to Arah rant.
Somewhere, between the distant sound of brutal words, I heard that radio kick on.
“The Third Planet is sure that they’re being watched
By an Eye in the Sky that can’t be stopped
And when you get to the Promised Land
You’re gonna shake the Eye’s hand”
“You won’t.”
Arah spoke quietly and sipped and audibly sobbed.
“I…I won’t what?”
“Shake his hand. He’s GONE.
You all fight with words and books and swords and shells and atoms about whether he exists. It’s your relentless, simpleminded addiction to dichotomy. It would be so boring if it wasn’t so sickening.
You think He exists, and if He does, He is here and He loves you and hears your stupid little prayers about football and bone cancer and bank accounts and AIDS.
And if He doesn’t exist, well, it’s just a bunch of conmen working over some fools with a fairy tale.
Any of you shitbirds ever consider He exists and LOATHES you? That he cut the cord to that existential phone line and ain’t nobody on the other side of that line anymore?
You live in an infinite universe that is forever exploding and expanding. He exists outside of even that.
You think you’re special? You’re one tiny experiment among so fucking many, I couldn’t make the smartest mathematician in the history of this planet understand how infinitesimally numerically irrelevant you are.
The question isn’t, is God real or is it all a hoax, a self-delusion?
The salient question, Pappy, is whether He’s here. And He ain’t.
He kept his word and let you all live and fester and replicate and mutate like the virus you are. The fruit that ate itself.
But daddy split. Went out for smokes and He ain’t never coming back. Moved onto a new family. Just like He's done again and again and again. And I'm guessing will keep doing 'till He decides He got it right. Ain’t been here for a long time. Long, long time.”
6 glasses of wine appeared before Arah and he downed them all with lightning speed, spewing blood, sobbing and gasping and drinking.
His hair greyed and whitened and fell to the floor.
His nails began to decay and yellow.
The smell of shit and piss and bile crept up and began to make me nauseous.
“And you know who got really fucked? US. The angels.
God gave us instructions and we followed it. We knew what we had and we didn’t deviate. We did our duty. And He left us behind, too.”
Arah’s clothes began to whiten and dirty.
The enrapturing blue of his eyes began to fade, growing paler and lifeless. A wild, twisted beard and belly began to sprout.
“Then it goes and takes along with it seven other spirits more wicked than itself, and they go in and live there; and the last state of that man becomes worse than the first. That is the way it will also be with this evil generation."
Arah began shrieking.
"Fucking humans.
I AM AN ANGEL OF THE LORD YOUR GOD, AND I AM BOUND FOREVER TO THIS SHITHOLE OF A ROCK, ENDLESSLY SEARCHING THE COSMOS FOR A FATHER I CAN NEVER FIND, TRAPPED IN A PRISON I CAN NEVER LEAVE, FOR A CRIME I DIDN’T COMMIT.
YOU ALL DID THIS.
YOU ALL DID THIS.
YOU DID THIS.”
Arah leapt up and grabbed me by the throat, lifting me on high.
Fire scorched his eyes, leaving empty pale pools singed to a blackened crisp at the edges.
The wild, infested thing I’d seen before held me as though I weighed less than the judgment feather.
He was sobbing.
“I…I just did what I was told.
Do you know what Hell is? There’s no fucking lake of fire or torture rack with goats.
It’s this.
An endless existence having tasted God’s grace and love and then forever being separated from it, eternally searching for that one drug you know you can never find.
'Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss.'
This, this place, is Hell.”
All the opium in the world couldn’t save me from the stark terror of this celestial’s tortured judgment.
I was quaking and pissed myself.
“Now I got ya shakin’ in your boots. Nice hooves.”
He threw me and I slammed against the wall and I felt every ounce of wine and heroin and whisky spill out of my body and onto the floor.
In that moment, I felt the unmitigated suffering of absolute sobriety, and I’ve been sober every moment since.
This wild, unfettered thing inched closer to me.
It was only then I noticed the tattoo on his finger more closely. It was…clearer to me now. Everything was. That little cross on his finger was upside down as it faced me.
“What does your name mean, Arah? What did you do that made God leave all his angels behind?”
Arah opened his mouth and two snakes, one a viper, the other a colorful coral, slid out of his mouth and began encircling his head and neck, never striking, never squeezing, simply coiling infinitely.
“YOU FUCKING APES. I’LL RIP THE SOUL OUT OF EACH OF YOU AND EAT IT FOR LIFE ETERNAL.”
Arah, this manifestation of man’s worst nightmare, leapt at me, blood spewing, snakes dancing, the bar shaking and burning and reeking.
Alas, Babylon, for me.
Inches from me Arah froze, held still by some unseen force, his mouth snarling words that only came out as unintelligible, wet squelches.
A voice from the bar’s door whispered a single word.
“World.
In the first tongue, 'Arah' meant ‘World.’
At the door stood an older black woman with the kindest eyes I’d ever seen.
She wore a bracelet of thorns and a dress made of every flower my mind could conceive.
Golden eyes flecked with amber looked at me lovingly.
She quietly sauntered up to Arah and shook her head wistfully, a disapproving but loving mother wishing her child would just behave.
“You would do well to accept your place here, Arah. The Father may be gone, but this is where you and your lot stay. It was not man’s fall that bound you here.
Tell him what you did...Angel.”
Arah fell suddenly to the barroom floor, all the strength clearly sucked out of him.
“I..I did what I was told. I followed the orders I was given. It was for Him, Uriel.”
Uriel tutted her tongue as though an impudent child had told her a silly, obvious fib.
“You can lie to yourself all you want, Arah, but you cannot lie to me.
You, who whispered endlessly to Herod.
You, who dwelt in Caligula.
You, who served Qin Shi Huang.
You, who sought refuge in Robespierre .
You, who possessed Mengele.
‘And the angels who did not keep their positions of authority but abandoned their proper dwelling—these he has kept in darkness, bound with everlasting chains for judgment on the great Day.”
Uriel helped me to my feet, brushed me off, and lightly put her hand on her cheek. It was the only moment in my life I knew what the word “home” meant.
“And you won’t lie to Man, either.
You remember the deal you begged for, Arah? Let remind you:
'They began to entreat Him, saying, “If You are going to cast us out, send us into the herd of swine.'
You had the gall to call his creation, however staggeringly imperfect, swine.
You got what you asked for, then.
And you will have it for all time.
Get behind me.”
Uriel picked me up as though I were a mere baby and carried me to my truck. She laid me gently in the passenger side and started the engine.
The radio kicked on.
“I’m a rolling stone
All alone and lost
For a life of sin
I have paid the cost
Take my advice
Or you’ll curse the day
You started rollin’ down
That Lost Highway”
As she pulled away, I looked back at The Man from Capernaum one last time.
It was consumed in fire and the squeals of pigs shrieking carried through the cool night air.
“Do not pity him.
‘You cannot drink the cup of the Lord and the cup of demons.’
God may have left this world but let the Demon burn.”

The compass
I was gifted as a child
Was broken
Premonition perhaps
That I would never
Make it home

Direction despaired
I refused to memorize the sky
Lest I make the stars familiar
Before they fall

To be lost
Requires destination

"Even rivers have a path"
They say
But do they not realize
That once rivers reach the sea
They only rock into oblivion
Back and forth
Endless tide
Trapped in belonging?

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THURSDAY APRIL 22ND, 2020
4.2.2020
"HONEY MONEY PROBLEMS"
V.B. STALLONE
VANESSA BUNNI STALLONE
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DEAR HONEY: THE INTRODUCTION; VOLUME THREE

DEAR HONEY DEAR HONEY, THIS IS VOLUME THREE. IN ITS ENTIRETY. I ADMIRINGLY, WHILE ADMIRING, THE PERSON YOU WERE, BECOME THE PERSON I AM. WE WILL FOREVER BE FRIENDS. AFTER THE END. WE WILL FOREVER BE BEAUTIFUL. APART. FROM THE START OR TOGETHER. I REALIZED MY EMOTIONS WERE SEVERED, FOR ME TO BE THE PROGRESSOR. OF BETTER TIMES FOR THE HUMAN RACE. NOT THE AGGRESSOR. IN VIOLENCE. THE AGGRESSOR IN SILENCE. STAYING SILENT, THINKING TO MYSELF. I MISS YOU HONEY. I MISS THE FUNNY MOMENTS WE SHARED. YOU KNEW I CARED. NOW YOU KNOW I CARED. THIS BOOK IS FOR YOU. WRITTEN UNDER YOUR PEN NAME. WE CREATED IN YOUR MEMORY. WE APPRECIATE YOU SO MUCH. IF THERE'S NO RUSH, THERE IS NO TIME TO SPARE. I HUSH, TO TAKE ME THERE. I WANT TO TAKE YOU INTO LITERARY AND CINEMATIC HISTORY HONEY. NO MYSTERY HONEY. I AM WRITING POEMS IN PROSE. FROM POEMS TO PROSE WE ROSE. FROM PROSE TO POEMS WITH COZE WE COAST. FINANCIAL LITERACY. IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO STUDY. THE ONE THING WE NEVER FOUND OUT. WE WERE CLOSE. WE WERE PUSRUING IT. IN A DOSE. IN DOSES. WE REALLY DOZED THOUGH. WE REALLY DIDN'T KNOW THOUGH. CERTAIN TERMS. WE WERE LEARNING IT. EARNING IT. I MUST GIVE US CREDIT. WE WERE RIGHT THERE. WE JUST DIDN'T LET IT. OVER TAKE US IMMEDIATELY. TO WHERE WE IMMEDIATELY. WERE LITERALLY. RESEARCHING. FINANCIAL LITERACY. SO NOW. AFTER DOING SO SOLO. I THINK OF YOU AND REMEMBER YOLO. SO I WROTE THIS FOR US DOLO. HONEY YOU AND I. STARTED ANOTHER GLOBAL ECONOMIC REVOLUTION. YOU WANTED TO BE AN ACTRESS. ONE DAY. ACTORS. ACTRESSES. WILL ACT THIS. THEY WILL TURN THESE WORDS INTO MOVIES HONEY. GROOVY. I ONLY FILMED FOR FILMING SOOTHED ME. SOOTHING. IN THE MOST. SOOTHINGLY MANNER. NERDS INTO NEW TEES. I STAY SO BUSY HONEY. I GET CONFUSED. WONDERING DID I WORK ENOUGH? SO I GIVE ALL OF MY SPARE TIME TO IT. SO THE ANSWER WILL ALWAYS BE NO. SO ALL OF THE SPARE TIME WILL BE DEDICATED TO IT. TIME TO EAT FOR A BIT. RESEARCH SOMETHING. THEN COME BACK AND FINISH WRITING THIS NEW VOLUME. THE CHAD FILMS STORY. THE SYRACUSE FILM FESTIVAL IS IN OCTOBER. THE THIRD WEEK. LIFE IS STILL WEIRD HONEY. AS MUCH AS I CAN ACCOMPLISH. YOUR NAME WILL BE RIGHT THERE WITH ME. ANYTHING BENEFICIAL TO THE HUMAN RACE. I WILL ATTACH YOUR NAMES. NAIJAH GROVER, VANESSA HONEY MALONE, JOSH D. HUTCHINSON. 

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4.3.2020
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CHAPTER ONE: THE CHAD FILM.

DEAR SYRACUSE, NEW YORK, MY NAME IS CHAD XZAVIER HARRIS. I AM THIRTY YEARS OLD. I WAS BORN IN MIAMI, FLORIDA ON DECEMBER 29TH 1989. I AM THE YOUNGEST OF THREE BOYS. MY FATHER HAD A SON BEFORE HE HAD ONE WITH MY MOTHER. DAVID HARRIS AND SUZANNE HARRIS. MY PARENTS. DAVID HARRIS JR. QUENTIN HARRIS SR. JUSTIN HARRIS. MY BROTHERS. I HAVE NO SISTERS. SHAKEVIA KANAIJAH, DANTE DONOVAN, SHYANNE, QUENTIN JR., MALIAH SONAE, QUAN, ATIYANNA. MY NIECES AND NEPHEWS. I'VE SEEN ATIYANNA ONCE. SHE WAS ALMOST TWO. HAVING A TWO YEAR OLD NIECE WHO I'VE SEEN ONCE SHOWS ME NOW, I AM THE MAVERICK OF THE FAMILY. I RESERVED MYSELF FOR MY FIRST ADULT DECADE. I BEAT AT MY CRAFT. I WORKED AN HONEST JOB TO SUPPORT MYSELF. I USED ALL OF MY SPARE TIME, HONING THE SKILLSET. MY PARENTS DIVORCED. I WAS SEVEN. JUSTIN IS FOUR YEARS OLDER. QUE IS THREE YEARS OLDER THAN JUSTIN. DAVID IS AROUND THREE YEARS OLDER THAN QUE. MY MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER. THELMA LEE WASHINGTON. PASSED AWAY WHEN I WAS SEVEN. JOSIE REE HARRIS. THE PATERNAL GRANDMOTHER. PASSED AWAY WHEN I WAS EIGHT. I'VE ALWAYS HAD AN AFFINITY AND AFFECTION TOWARDS AND FOR OTHER PEOPLE'S GRANDMOTHERS. I ALWAYS WONDERED IF THOSE WITH GRANDMOTHERS, APPRECIATED IT. FOR THE MOST PART, ANYONE OLDER DOES FROM WHAT I CAN SEE. I MOSTLY JUST WONDER WHEN IT COMES TO YOUNGER PEOPLE. CLOSER TO THE AGE I WAS. ALL OF THAT AT ONCE MADE ME FEEL VERY VULNERABLE. I BELIEVE MY MOTHER WAS THE FIRST DIVORCE OF HER SIBLINGS. THAT TIME BELONGED TO US. IT WAS THEN WHEN THE FEELINGS OF NEGLECT, ABANDONMENT AND NOT FEELING APPRECIATED AND WANTED GREW AND GREW. THEY NEVER STOPPED GROWING. THE FAMILY HISTORY JUST PROVIDED MORE AND MORE INCIDENTS OF THE HARMFUL VARIETY. OF A HARMFUL NATURE. IT SHOULD HAVE NEVER BEEN THOUGHT, I WOULD STICK AROUND SOMEWHERE I WASN'T WANTED. AS I BEGAN TO STUDY BIOGRAPHY AND THE HISTORY OF AMERICAN POLITICS, POP CULTURE, SPORTS, ART AND MEDIA, ALONG WITH ANYTHING ELSE I WAS RESEARCHING, I BEGAN TO REALIZE WHAT I HAD TO STUDY. A BROAD SCOPE OF INFORMATION. I ALWAYS FELT THERE WAS A DEEP UNIVERSAL CALLING FOR GREATNESS FROM ME I MUST ADHERE TO AND FIND. AND SO I LEFT TO FIND IT. I DO NOTHING BUT INTROSPECT MYSELF. I STAY TO MYSELF, BC I AM MORE LIKELY TO KEEP MYSELF OUT OF TROUBLE, BY MYSELF. I AM LESS LIKELY TO LOSE FOCUS ALONE. I AM PRETTY WELL TRAINED AT KEEPING MYSELF WORKING ON MY SOLO PROJECTS. AT BEST, IT KEEPS ME OUT OF TROUBLE. I AM THIRTY, NO BABIES AND NO FELONIES. CLEARLY, I DON'T FAVOR DRAMA OR VIOLENCE AND FIGHTING AND ANY FORM OF UNCONSCIOUSNESS. 

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MONDAY APRIL 6TH, 2020
4.6.2020
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CHAPTER TWO: WHEN CHAD BEGAN FILMING

MY FATHER AND I WATCHED FILMS TOGETHER. IT WAS MY MAIN MEMORY WITH DAD. "CON AIR". "CHILD'S PLAY". "JAWS 3". "THE FOX AND THE HOUND". "AUSTIN POWERS". "NOTHING TO LOSE". "BLUE STREAK". "SCREAM". "FACE OFF". "CONGO". "JURASSIC PARK". "DOUBLE JEAPORDY." "MEN IN BLACK". WHEN THE PARENTS DIVORCED, IT SUCKED. SUCKED SO MUCH, I MADE MY FIRST FILM AT 12 YEARS OLD. THE DIRECTORIAL DEBUT. I DEALT WITH THE DIVORCE IN NO SPECIFIC MANNER FOR 5 YEARS BEFORE I FILMED SOMETHING. AS SOON AS I WAS GIVEN THE CAMERA, I FILMED WITH IT. THE LAST DAY OF 5TH GRADE. GOT IT ON CAMERA. JOE AND CHRIS AGUILA. WENT TO THEIR HOUSE. CHRIS IS JOE'S LITTLE BROTHER. 3RD GRADE. THERE WAS A HORNET OR YELLOW JACKET OR WASP, AT THEIR POOL. WE RAN BACK INSIDE. I CAN STILL REMEMBER. VIVIDLY. SHOUT OUTS TO MS. SARAH. R.I.P. JOES DAD. A CAMERAMAN FOR THE NEWS. THE FIRST FRIEND I MET IN SCHOOL. HIS DAD WAS A NEWS CAMERA MAN. I'M BLESSED TO HAVE FOUND OUT HOW TO DEAL WITH THE UN PLEASANT CIRCUMSTANCE PRESENTED. EARLY ON. I WAS WRITING. I THANK GOD I WAS MEANT TO TRAVERSE THESE PATHS. I TOTALLY AM AT HIS WHIM. I AM AT GOD'S MERCY. UNDER GOD'S WILL. I HAVE GIVEN UP MY ENTIRE LIFE TO SERVING THIS PURPOSE. I HAVE NOTHING. NOTHING BUT ONE OBJECTIVE. ATTAIN THE DESTINY. THERE WAS A REASON I WAS SENT HERE. DO IT. NOTHING ELSE MATTERS. DO IT. GET IT DONE. TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE. WASTE NOT WANT NOT. WASTE NO TIME. WANT NO TIME. ALL TIME IS DEVOURED. ALL OF OUR TIME IS DEVOURVED WITH CREATIVE EXPRESSION PRODUCED. THE CREATIVE. THE FINANCIALLY LITERATE CREATIVE. I SERVED MY PURPOSE. WHAT I WANT TO BE REMEMBERED FOR. I HAVE TO DO GREAT THINGS. IN ORDER TO BE ADEQUATELY REMEMBERED. I ONLY WANTED TO WRITE A CLASSIC NOVEL. 5 YEARS LATER. THERE'S NO PROOF I HAVE NOT WROTE MANY CLASSICS BY NOW. THE YEARLY COLLECTIONS I PUBLISH NOW ARE 500 PAGES. THREE OF THOSE NOW. WORKING ON FOUR. THIS YEAR WOULD BE THE FIRST COLLECTION, NOT FROM DAVID CRICHTON THE PEN NAME. 

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4.7.2020
TUESDAY APRIL 7TH, 2020
CONTINUED

BETWEEN THE AGES OF 12 AND 21, I WAS ONLY WRITING POETRY. BETWEEN 18-21 I HAD PUBLISHED MY FIRST POETRY AND NON VERSE COLLECTIONS. I SENT A FILM TREATMENT TO DWAYNE CARTER'S PRSION CELL IN 2010. BEFORE MY 19TH BIRTHDAY, I HAD THE FIRST COLLECTION PUBLISHED. FROM THERE, IT TOOK HALF A DECADE TO BECOME DAVID CRICHTON. MENTALLY. DAVID CRICHTON IS THE FORMULA FOR HOW I NOW APPROACH WRITING PROJECTS. IT'S JUST A LIST OF GUIDELINES. I'LL GO THRU THEM IN A LATER CHAPTER. INBETWEEN THE FIRST COLLECTION PUBLISHED AT 19 AND THE DAVID CRICHTON EXPERIENCE, IS CHADXZAVIERFILMS. FIVE YEARS OF CHADFILMS GREW INTO DAVID CRICHTON PUBLICATIONS. BEING DAVID CRICHTON FOR FIVE YEARS, I WANTED TO RETIRE THE NAME. IN HALF A DECADE I HAVE THREE FULL COLLECTIONS. MY OWN THREE "HARRY POTTER BOOKS". THAT'S A GOOD FIRST HALF A DECADE. NOW LET'S RAMP IT UP. ONE COLLECTION EVERY YEAR. I HAVEN'T BEEN EDITING FOOTAGE INTO VIDEOS AND PUBLISHING THEM ON YOUTUBE SINCE 2017. WHEN I HAD GOTTEN THE TAX RETURN AND BOUGHT EQUIPMENT. BEFORE THAT I WASN'T FILMING SINCE THE DAVID CRICHTON EXPERIENCE HAPPENED. AROUND THANKSGIVING 2015, I GAVE UP A DSLR I HAD. I HAVE FOOTAGE OF EVERY YEAR BUT THE CAMERAS VARIED. FROM 2011 - 2013 WERE MY PRIME YOUTUBE YEARS. WHICH IS ONE DECADE AGO. NOW IS MY RE EMERGENCE. WITH EVERYTHING I'VE CREATED SO FAR. WHICH IS STUPENDOUSLY LOADED. 10,000 MEDIA FILES. SO NOW, GOD WILLING, I AM WORKING ON THE FILM FESTIVAL ENTRY. THIS IS THE NARRATION. THIS IS ALSO VOLUME THREE. VOLUME THREE OF "HONEY MONEY PROBLEMS". VANESSA BUNNI STALLONE IS THE PEN NAME. THE NEXT PEN NAME IS NAIJAH CLOVER. JOSH D. ROCKMAN IS THE NEXT PEN NAME AFTER NAIJAH CLOVER. DAVID X. CRICHTON, STALLONE, CLOVER AND ROCKMAN. THE PEN NAMES. THE FIRST PEN NAME RAN FOR FIVE YEARS. THE LAST TWO YEARS INTRODUCED STALLONE. STALLONE HAS ONE VOLUME PUBLISHED AND ONE READY. THIS IS VOLUME THREE FOR STALLONE. AFTER THIS, VOLUME ONE FOR CLOVER WILL COMMENCE. 

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TUESDAY APRIL 7TH, 2020
4.7.2020
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CHAPTER THREE: THE DAVID CRICHTON EXPERIENCE

 2001. 2000. 2002. MADE MY FIRST FILMS DURING THOSE YEARS. USED A CAMCORDER FOR THE FIRST TIME. 2011. THE YEAR I LAUNCHED MY FIRST TWO YOUTUBE CHANNELS. KEVITV. SEEXZAVIERFILMS. CHIZZI KENNEDY. 2015. THE YEAR I RECORDED MY FIRST DIARIES. VIDEO FORMAT. 24 HOUR LONG VIDEO DIARY. FILMED DURING MAY 2015. DURING THE PHONE GIRL SITUATION. THE PHONE GIRL EXPERIENCE. THE DAVID CRICHTON EXPERIENCE HAPPENED THE FOLLOWING MONTH. JUNE 2015. THE MONTH I WROTE "THE PHONE GIRL". JULY 2015. "CFK" WAS WRITTEN. BY DECEMBER 2015, "CFK" AND "THE PHONE GIRL" WERE FINISHED. MY FIRST TRILOGY. "TPG". "CFK" MY FIRST DOUBLE TRILOGY. IN NOVEMBER 2015, I AUDIO RECORDED THE FIRST TWO FRANCHISES. I BEGAN "CLEVERLAND AND CLEVERFIELD" IN JANUARY 2016. THOSE THREE NOVELS WERE VERSE NOVELS. BY NOVEMBER 2016, "THE PRINCE WHO KNEW TOO MUCH" AND "THE PRINCE'S PHILO" WERE WRITTEN. "THE PRINCE WHO KNEW TOO MUCH" FRANCHISE, WAS NOT OF VERSE NOVELS. "THE PRINCE WHO KNEW TOO MUCH" WAS THE FIRST PROSE NOVEL WRITTEN UNDER THE DAVID CRICHTON PEN NAME. "MEGAN AND THE LAW OF ATTRACTION". THE FIRST AUDIO IMPROMPTU VERSE NOVEL RECORDED. USING THE TASCAM AUDIO RECORDER. BOUGHT THE TASCAM IN NOVEMBER 2015. "MEGAN AND THE LAW OF ATTRACTION" WAS AUDIO RECORDED ON MOTHER'S DAY 2016. BASICALLY DURING THE ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF DAVID X. CRICHTON'S "THE PHONE GIRL". 2016 WAS THE YEAR OF HEAVY AUDIO RECORDING. STARTED YOUR AUDIO DIARIES IN LATE 2015. YOU PICKED IT UP IN 2016. 2016 IS THE FIRST YEAR OF YOUR AUDIO DIARIES. NOVEMBER AND DECEMBER 2015 HAD THE BEGINNING DIARIES. CREATIVE DIARIES. IN DECEMBER 2015 YOU AUDIO FREESTYLED THE CREATIVE DIARY. THE 24 HOUR EXPRESSION OF WHERE YOU WANTED TO TAKE YOUR NEWFOUND CREATIVE LEVEL. I WAS SIX MONTHS DEEP INTO THE DAVID CRICHTON PORTFOLIO WHEN THE AUDIO RECORDED APPEARED. GOING INTO DAVID CRICHTON'S FIRST THREE FRANCHISES, I HAD A 24HR VIDEO DIARY. PREPPING THE URGE FOR MORE DIARIES AFTER THE FIRST PROJECTS. BACK AND FORTH I WENT. BETWEEN DIARIES AND CREATIVE DIARIES. PRODUCTION DIARIES. PRODUCTION DIARIES OF NOVELS AND SCRIPTS. THE NOVELS AND SCRIPTS THEMSELVES. AUDIO DIARIES. IMPROMPTU VERSE NOVELS. GOING INTO 2017. I WAS AUDIO RECORDING HUNDREDS OF HOURS OF MATERIAL EVERY SEASON. I WAS RECORDING LIKE CRAZY. WRITING AND RECORDING. WRITING AND RECORDING. THE SPRING OF 2017. I AUDIO RECORDED FILM SCRIPTS IMPROMPTU. FOR LIKE THREE MONTHS. ON AVERAGE 30 PROJECTS PER MONTH. ONE PER DAY. I KNOW THE FIGURE IS CORRECT BUT I STILL FEEL WEIRD SAYING IT. [YOURLISTEN.COM](https://YOURLISTEN.COM) HOLDS THE MAJORITY OF THE AUDIO FILES. I AM IN THE PROCESS OF EDITING VIDEOS WITH THE AUDIO FILES INSIDE NOW. IAMMICKEII. CHAD HARRIS. THEWHITERABBIT. THE THREE USER NAMES FOR YOUR LISTEN. YOUR LISTEN DOESN'T LET YOU LOOK UP USER NAMES. TYPE IN THE CHAD DIARY. THIS WILL PULL UP TWO ACCOUNTS. PARAMORE LAND. ALL ACCOUNTS SHOULD BE ACCOUNTED FOR THEN. ON SOUNDCLOUD. CHAD HARRIS 20. [DXCEXPERIENCE.BLOGSPOT.COM](https://DXCEXPERIENCE.BLOGSPOT.COM). [LULU.COM](https://LULU.COM) HOLDS THE PUBLICATIONS. DAVID X CRICHTON. VANESSA B. STALLONE. THE PEN NAMES FOR THE PUBLICATIONS ON LULU. IN OCTOBER OF 2017, I MOVED TO SYRACUSE, NEW YORK. I MOVED BACK TO GEORGIA ON VALENTINE'S DAY 2018. I MOVED BACK TO SYRACUSE ON AUGUST 10TH, 2018. I BOUGHT THE BUS TICKET ONE DAY IN ADVANCE. COST HALF THE OVERTIME CHECK. I MISSED NEW YORK STATE. I MISSED SYRACUSE. I LOVED IT HERE. I LOVE IT HERE. IT'S AWESOME. I REALLY ENJOY IT. IT'S VERY PEACEFUL. THERE ARE CAMERA'S ON THE STREET. MAKES ME FEEL SAFE. JACK FROST IS VERY ACCOMODATING. I LOVE THE ARCHITECTURE HERE AS WELL. MAKES ME WANT TO STUDY ARCHITECTURE EVEN MORE SO. 

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TUESDAY APRIL 7TH, 2020
4.7.2020
WEDNESDAY APRIL 8TH, 2020
4.8.2020
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CHAPTER FOUR: VANESSA HONEY MALONE, NAIJAH GROVER SR. AND J.D. ROCKMAN

 I AM LISTENING TO MY RENDITION, READING OF "ROMEO AND JULIET". I SERVE AS GOOD A MAN AS YOU. YES BETTER SIR. YOU LIE. REMEMBER THY SMASHING BLOW. ENTER BENVOLIO. PUT UP YOUR SWORDS. ENTER TYBALT. LOOK UPON THY DEATH. THEY FIGHT. I USE PEN NAMES FOR THE PUBLICATIONS. I USE PEN NAMES FOR MANY REASONS. THE DAVID CRICHTON PEN NAME. DAVID IS MY FATHER'S NAME. MIKE CRICHTON IS MY FAVORITE AUTHOR AS A TEEN. "JURASSIC PARK" "THE LOST WORLD: JURASSIC PARK". "SPHERE". "CONGO". "DISCLOSURE". "THE GREAT TRAIN ROBBERY". "ANDROMEDA STRAIN". "A CASE OF NEED". "TIMELINE". "THE 13TH WARRIOR". "EATERS OF THE DEAD". "RISING SUN." "TRAVELS." "E.R.". "WESTWORLD"? THE CURRENT PEN NAMES. THE CURRENT PEN NAMES ARE CREATED IN THE HONOR OF MY DEAD HOMIES. THE FALLEN SOLDIERS I MET ON MY JOURNEYS. THRU OUT THE YEARS, I MET A FEW PEOPLE WHO PASSED. THESE PEOPLE HAPPENED TO BE CLOSE TO ME. I FELT THE PAIN OF THEIR PASSING. UP CLOSE. VANESSA HONEY MALONE. SOMEONE WAS ARRESTED IN THE 8YR OLD COLD MURDER CASE. MY MOTHER TEXTED ME WITH THE LINK TO THE ARTICLE. AS I WAS READING THE ARTICLE, MY MOTHER CALLED ME. SHE RECOGNIZED THE NAME. VANESSA HONEY MALONE. I ALWAYS MENTION HER. HER NAME IS BASICALLY MY PEN NAME. I TOOK A NAP TO REFRESH THE BRAIN. THINKING MAYBE I WOULD DREAM HER IMAGE OR MEMORY UP. 

VANESSA STALLONE IS THE CURRENT PEN NAME. NAIJAH CLOVER IS THE NEXT PEN NAME. NAIJAH GROVER SR. I MET NAIJAH GROVER SR. DURING THE SUMMER BEFORE MY SENIOR YEAR AT SALEM HIGH. CLASS OF 2008. NAIJAH WAS THE CLASS OF 2009. I INVITED NAIJAH'S MOTHER TO MY GRADUATION. KEVI WAS AT MY GRADUATION. KEVI GRADUATED FROM SALEM TEN YEARS LATER. CLASS OF 2019. NAIJAH DIED WITH TWO OTHER CLASSMATES, DERRON AND TERRENCE ON MOTHER'S DAY 2008. NAIJAH NEVER SAW BARACK OBAMA POP UP. HE MAY HAVE ONLY SEEN A GLIMPSE. NAIJAH HAD A SON AFTER HE PASSED. NAIJAH WAS BLESSED FOR THAT.
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CHAPTER FIVE: THANK YOU AND COME AGAIN MY FRIEND

THE SYRACUSE FILM FESTIVAL. OCTOBER'S VERY OWN. I AM ENTERING. GOD WILLING. I AM GOING THRU THE RAW FOOTAGE. I WILL INCLUDE SHAKESPEARE AUDIO. THIS AUDIO BOOK IS INCLUDED. THE CHAD FILM. SOMETHING I HAVE BEEN WAITING ON FOR TEN YEARS. I AM NOT SURE WHAT THE OUTCOME WILL BE. I HAVE PUBLICATIONS. NOVELS. FOR FILM SCRIPT RIGHTS. FILM SCRIPTS. MY WAY OF ENTERING CONSIDERATION FOR LITERARY HISTORY. THE LITERARY LEGACY. MY WAY OF HAVING A CHAD FILM REGARDLESS OF LIFE. PROPER ACTION. NOW, EDITING THE RAW FOOTAGE, I REALIZE, I AM MAKING THE CHAD FILM THERE. THAT IS A CHAD FILM. SO NOW, I HAVE TO MAKE THE CHAD FILMS AS IF, I NEVER MAKE IT TO HOLLYWOOD. THIS WAY, THE CHAD FILMS ARE AS POWERFUL AS I CAN MAKE THEM. THE COMBINATION OF THE AUDIO FROM 2015 ON AND THE RAW FOOTAGE FROM 2011 ON. 11:00PM EST - 11:29PM EST I SPEND THE DAYS. THE DAYS IN WHICH I AGE. TO CONTINUE TO GRASP THE MOMENTS. LEAVING ME AMAZED. AMAZED BY THE FACT I AM STILL HERE. I CAN STILL HEAR. HEARING WITH THE STILL EAR. STILL EARS. LIFE IS STILL CLEAR. IT IS CLEAR. IN THESE TRYING TIMES. WE MAY BE IN THE DYING TIMES. SO IF I AM DYING I. ONLY NEED TO RECTIFY. I DIDN'T SEE WITH RECKLESS EYES. KEPT CONTROL OF THE RECKLESS SIDE. I NEVER WANTED TO WASTE. THE TIME I HAD. IN THESE TIMES IN WHCH I WAS PLACED. DEFINITELY NOT MISPLACED. EVEN THOUGH I ALWAYS FELT OUT OF SYNC. WITH THIS PLACE. I WAS IN SYNC. WITH THE DARLING INSTINCT. REALLY. REALLY REALLY IS WHAT I THINK. WHEN IT COMES TO POP CULTURE. PLOPPED DOWN LIKE A VULTURE. NO DRAKE I GOT CULTURE NO BLOOD. UGH. YEA. HA. IMMERSED IN CULTURE LIKE MERSA. NO CRUD. WHAT? MORE LIKE YUCK. I BE STUCK. I WAKE UP LIKE WTF. I'M STILL HERE. SO I'M STILL CLEAR. MINDED. THE DESTINY OF MINE I BETTER FIND IT. I'M RUNNING OUT OF TIME AND TO THIS I'M BLINDED. YOU COULDN'T BLIND SIGHT IT. EASTER SUNDAY APRIL 12TH, 2020 - 7:11PM EST - 7:45PM EST 

I JUST WOKE UP. THANK GOD. FIRST THING I DO? I THANK GOD. AS I LAY IN AWE. I ONLY SAY WHAT I SAW. I ONLY PLAY WITH IT ALL. I TAKE NAPS BEFORE THE MIND FALLS. VICTIM TO THE DARK MIND'S PAWS. AW. I TOOK THE NAP. FOR THE CLARITY IT GAVE BACK. AWOKE TO A SLAP. OR AWOKE FROM A SLAP. I WOKE UP FROM A DREAM. TO WAKE UP IN A DREAM. TWO DREAMS. LIFE IS JUST TWO DREAMS. YOUR WHOLE LIFE. YOU CAN CONFUSED. OVER WHAT GIFTS YOU MISUSE. OR DON'T WANT TO USE. WHICH IS AGAIN TO MISUSE. OR GIFTS YOU DON'T WANT TO LOSE. THE SAME GIFTS THE DEEPEST STATE DOESN'T WANT YOU TO CHOOSE. SO CHOOSE FOR YOUR LIFE. WHICH DREAM IS REAL? WHAT MAKES THIS DREAM MORE REAL? WHAT MAKES THE DREAM WORLD LESS REAL? WHEN YOU'RE TERRIFIED IN YOUR DREAMS. YOU WAKE UP. IN THIS DREAM. YOU CAN END UP TERRIFIED UNTIL IT'S ALL OVER. THERE IS NO WAKING UP FROM THIS DREAM WITHOUT LEAVING. THIS IS THE LONG DREAM. THE DREAMWORLD. WHEN SLEEP. MAY BE THE CLOSEST TO OUR ORIGINS. WE SEE. HOWEVER INDEED IT ALL MAY ACTUALLY BE. I WOKE UP TO PHONE NUMBER OF ROCKMAN'S MOM. JD HUTCHINSON. I GET TO BE IN CONTACT WITH HIS FAMILY AGAIN. I HAVE BEEN IN CONTACT WITH CRYSTAL LATRICE ALL YEAR. NOW I CAN REACH OUT TO UNCLE WALLY AND ROCK'S GRANDPARENTS. RON?
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FRIDAY APRIL 17TH, 2020
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CHAPTER SIX: TALKED TO ROCK'S MOM

 I TALKED TO JOSH D. HUTCBINSON'S MOTHER. I TALKED TO MS. SADONNA FOR AN HOUR. WAS INTRODUCED TO HER HUSBAND RON. I MISSED HEARING HER VOICE. I ENJOYED HEARING HER VOICE. MARCUS AND NAY ARE GETTING MARRIED. I CHERISH HAVING THEM IN MY PAST MOMENTS OF GROWTH. I CHERISH THE OPPORTUNITY TO RECONNECT WITH THEM ALL. I WILL KEEP IN CONTACT WITH THEM ALL. I HAD GREAT TIMES LIVING WITH THEM. I WAS LIVING WITH HER AND ROCK FROM SEPTEMBER 2016 TO MARCH 2017. THE FIRST YEAR OF DAVID X CRICHTON. I HAD PUBLISHED "THE PHONE GIRL" THAT SPRING. I HAD PUBLISHED "CLEVERLAND" THAT SPRING. ROCK HAD A COPY OF "CLEVERLAND". "CLEVERLAND AND CLEVERFIELD". HE READ SOME OF IT IN FRONT OF ME. HE SAID. "I CAN RAP THIS BRO". I LOOK FORWARD TO WRITING A VERSE NOVEL UNDER THE TITLE. IT JUST FELT REALLY GREAT TO HEAR HIS MOTHER'S VOICE. I CHERISH THE TIME I WAS THERE. AS ROUGH AS IT GOT AFTER HIS DEATH, I DON'T REGRET ANYTHING. I AM PROUD I MET HIM. HE HAD FAITH IN THE JOURNEY I WAS ON. HE TOLD ME I WOULD BE RICH BUT THAT WASN'T WHY HE WAS MY FRIEND. I REMINDED HIM OF HIS LITTLE BROTHER. COREY. HE TOLD ME FOCUS ON MY BOOKS AND NOT SMOKING. HE WAS A REAL FRIEND. I HAVE NOTHING BAD TO SAY ABOUT THEM EVER. I MISS HIM. I THINK ABOUT HIM DAILY. I ALWAYS COUNTDOWN. THREE YEARS. FOUR YEARS COME CHRISTMAS. I MADE A PEN NAME FOR HIM BY THIS POINT. I LOOK FORWARD TO STARTING AND COMPLETING THE FIRST TRILOGY. CLEVERLAND IS A REAL PLACE. IT IS IN YOUR MIND. YOU GET THERE USING YOUR MIND. IT IS A REALM YOU ENTER THRU YOUR MIND. CLEVERLAND IS CLOSED ON SUNDAYS. JOKING. THE FOREX MARKET IS CLOSED ON SUNDAYS. THE STOCK MARKET IS CLOSD ON SUNDAYS. I FULLY DISCOVERED "CLEVERLAND", THE PLACE, IN 2015. BY JANUARY TO MARCH, 2016, "CLEVERLAND THE VERSE NOVEL" WAS BEING WRITTEN. "CLEVERLAND" IS WHERE I LEARNED TO GO, TO PULL OUT MY IDEAS FROM. "CLEVERLAND" IS WHERE THE IDEAS ORIGINATE FROM. "CLEVERLAND" BECAME MY HOME. MENTALLY I HAVE BEEN TRAVERSING THRU CLEVERLAND MY ENTIRE LIFE BUT I DIDN'T HAVE A NAME FOR IT. NOW I KNOW THE NAME. THE FORMULA FOR WRITING THE DAVID CRICHTON NOVELS, CAME FROM "CLEVERLAND". "CLEVERLAND AND FRIENDS" COMING SOON. NOW, YEARS LATER, "CLEVERLAND" HAS A NEW MEANING TO ME. EMOTIONALLY, "CLEVERLAND" HELPS ME STAY ENTHRALLED IN "CLEVERLAND". "REALITY IS CREATED". "CLEVERLAND" IS THE LAND, THE REALM OF IDEAS ARRIVES FROM OR DWELLS IN. IDEAS LIVE IN "CLEVERLAND". SO IF I LIVE IN CLEVERLAND, WITH ALL OF MY SPARE TIME, WITH ALL OF MY BEING. YOU TAP INTO "CLEVERLAND" ALONE. ONCE THE CONNECTION IS STRONG HOWEVER, YOU SHALL WIN THE WAR. YOU WILL BE ABLE TO TAP INTO CLEVERLAND, WHENEVER, FOR HOWEVER LONG. 7:00PM EST - 8:03PM EST 

4.20.2020

THE THING ABOUT CHAD. CHAD IS A HUMAN. CHAD IS AN ARTIST. CHAD IS AN ARTISTIC HUMAN. I WRITE WHAT I FEEL. I WRITE THE DEEPEST THOUGHTS I CAN MUSTER. I WRITE AS HONEST AS I CAN BE. THEN I STRIVE TO BE AS HONEST AS I CAN WITH MY ADMISSIONS. CHADMISSIONS. THE CHAD MISSION. THESE ARE DIARIES. IN ESSENCE. I MASKED THEM AS NOVELS THE BEST I COULD. I ONLY KNEW ME. ALL I KNOW IS ME. SO I WRITE ME DOWN ON PAPER. FROM THERE IT'S BE AS CREATIVE AS YOU CAN BE. CLEVERLAND IS ME. I AM ALWAYS IN A STATE OF CREATIVE BEING. CFK IS ME. I AM ENTHRALLED BY HISTORY NOW BC OF JFK. THE PHONE GUY IS ME. MEGAN THE PHONE GIRL CREATED DAVID CRICHTON. SHE BROKE ALL ILLUSIONS ON THE OPPOSITE SEX. SH HAPPENS. IT JUST DOES SOMETIMES. I GOT WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED. CREATIVELY. IT WAS ALCHEMY. THERE WAS A TRADE. MY EMOTIONS WOULD CATALYZE EVERY BOOK. EMOTIONALLY I COULDN'T HANDLE ANY DEVASTATION FROM A PERSONAL LIFE PURSUIT. EMOTIONALLY EVERYTHING GOES INSIDE OF THE PORTFOLIO. THE ONLY THING I COULD EVER CONTROL. THE REALIZATION THAT ANOTHER PERSON WILL DO WHAT THEY WANT. REALIZING THE DYNAMICS OF MULTIPLE PERSONALITY DISORDER. HAVING MULTIPLE PERSONS AROUND YOU CAN LEAD TO DISORDERS IS WHAT I AM SAYING. THIS WAS 2015. BEFORE MASS COVID SCARE. I WAS ALREADY ON THE TIP. PAUSING. I HAVE BEEN SCARED OF OTHER PEOPLE FOR FIVE YEARS AT LEAST. THE TRUST ISSUES I HAVE INCURRED FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCES WITH FRIENDS, FAMILY AND THE OPPOSITE SEX GENDER HAVE PREPARED ME FOR THIS. THOROUGHLY. 9:40AM EST - 9:55AM EST 

4.21.2020

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Drugstore Cowboy (1989) (Vudu/HD) $5
Dumb and Dumber To (2014) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $3.25
Dune (2021) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $2
Dying of the Light (2014) (Vudu/HD) $2.25
E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial (1982) (MA/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $3
Early Man (2018) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.25
Easter Sunday (2022) (MA/HD) $6.50
Echo Boomers (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4
Eddie the Eagle (2016) (MA/HD) (iTunes/4K) $6
Edward Scissorhands (1990) (MA/HD) $3
Eighth Grade (2018) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Elvis (2022) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $4.50
Elysium (2013) (MA/HD) $3.25
Emperor's New Groove (2000) (GP/HD) $5.50
Empire of Light (2022) (GP/HD) $4
Encanto (2021) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) (GP/4K) $3.50
Enough Said (2013) (MA/HD) $2.75
Equalizer (2014) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $3.75
Equalizer 2 (2018) (MA/4K) $7.25 (MA/HD) $2.75
Equilibrium (2002) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Escape from L.A (1996) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.25
Eternals (2021) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $3
Everest (2015) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $3 (iTunes/4K) $4
Evil Dead II (1987) (Vudu/4K) $4.25
Ex Machina (2015) (Vudu/4K) $6.50 (Vudu/HD) $4
Expendables 1-3 (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Eyes of Tammy Faye (2021) (GP/HD) $4.25
F9: The Fast Saga + Director's Cut (2021) (MA/4K) $5.50 (MA/HD) $3.50
Fabelmans (2022) (MA/HD) $6.50
Fahrenheit 451 (2018) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $3
Fantasia (1940) (MA/HD) $7 (GP/HD) $5
Fantasia 2000 (2000) (MA/HD) $7 (GP/HD) $5
Fantastic Beasts Collection 1-3 (MA/HD) $8.50
Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore (2022) (MA/4K) $5.50 (MA/HD) $3
Fantastic Four (2015) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.50
Fantasy Island (2020) (MA/HD) $7
Far and Away (1992) (MA/HD) $3.25
Farewell, The (2019) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Fast & Furious Collection 1-8 (MA/4K) $27.50 1-9 (MA/HD) $10
Fatale (2020) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $3.50
Father Stu (2022) (MA/HD) $5.50
Fatherhood (2021) (MA/HD) $3.75
Fatman (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.25
Field of Dreams (1989) (MA/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $6
Fifth Element (1997) (MA/HD) $6.75
Fifty Shades of Grey 3-Movie + Unrated (MA/HD) $10
Finding Dory (2016) (MA/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (GP/HD) $1.25
Finding Nemo (2003) (MA/4K) $6.75 (iTunes/4K) $5.25 (GP/HD) $3
Firestarter (1984) (MA/HD) $3.25
First Purge (2018) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $4.50
Five Feet Apart (2019) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.75
Flatliners (2017) (MA/HD) $4.50
Flushed Away (2006) (MA/HD) $6.50
Forbidden Kingdom (2008) (Vudu/HD) $4
Ford v Ferrari (2019) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $4.75
Forever My Girl (2018) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3
Forever Purge (2021) (MA/HD) $5.50
Forrest Gump (1994) (Vudu/4K) $7.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.50
Founder, The (2017) (Vudu/HD) $5
Fox and the Hound (1981) (MA/HD) $6.50 (GP/HD) $5
Fox and the Hound 2, The (2006) (MA/HD) $4 (GP/HD) $3
Foxcatcher (2014) (MA/HD) $4.50
Frankenstein (1931) (MA/4K) $6.50
Frankenstein (1931) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50
Free Guy (2021) (MA/4K) $7.50 (MA/HD) $4.75 (GP/HD) $3.25
French Dispatch (2021) (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3.50
From Dusk till Dawn (1996) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50
Fruitvale Station (2014) (Vudu/HD) $4
Fury (2014) (MA/4K) $6.50
Galaxy Quest (1999) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $6
Game Night (2018) (MA/4K) $5
Gamer (2009) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Gangs of New York (2002) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5
Garfield (2004) (MA/HD) $6.50
Gemini Man (2019) (Vudu/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Get Him to the Greek (Unrated) (2010) (MA/HD) $3.25
Ghost in the Shell (1995) (Animated) (Vudu/4K) $4
Ghostbusters II (1989) (MA/HD) $3.50
Ghostbusters: Afterlife (2021) (MA/HD) $3.50
Ghosts: Season 1 (2021) (Vudu/HD) $7
Girl with All the Gifts, The (2016) (Vudu/HD) $5
Gladiator (2000) (Vudu/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5
Glass (2019) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $4.50
Glory (1989) (MA/4K) $7.75
Godfather Trilogy (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $14
Godzilla (2014) (MA/4K) $5
Godzilla vs. Kong (2021) (MA/4K) $6
Gold (2016) (Vudu/HD) $1.50
Gone Girl (2014) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $5.75
Good Boys (2019) (MA/HD) $3.25
Good Lie (2014) (MA/HD) $1.50
Good Will Hunting (1997) (Vudu/HD) $5.25
Goosebumps 2 (2018) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $6.50
Gotti (2018) (Vudu/HD) $2
Grand Budapest Hotel (2014) (MA/HD) $4
Grease (1978), 2 (1982), Live! (2016) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $14
Green Book (2018) (MA/4K) $7.50 (MA/HD) $5
Green Knight (2021) (Vudu/4K) $5
Green Lantern: Beware My Power (2022) (MA/HD) $3.75
Green Mile, The (1999) (MA/4K) $6
Greenberg (2010) (MA/HD) $3.25
Greta (2019) (MA/HD) $5.25
Grey, The (2012) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $2.75
Grown Ups 2 (2013) (MA/HD) $5.50
Guardians of the Galaxy (2014) (MA/4K) $7.25 (iTunes/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $1.75
Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 (2017) (MA/4K) $6.75 (iTunes/4K) $4.25 (GP/HD) $1.25
Hacksaw Ridge (2016) (Vudu/4K) $4.50 (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (Vudu/HD) $2.25
Half Brothers (2020) (MA/HD) $5.75
Halloween (2018) (MA/4K) $6.25 (MA/HD) $4.25
Halloween Ends (2022) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $4.50
Halloween H20: 20 Years Later (1998), The Curse of Michael Myers (1995), Resurrection (2002) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $10.50
Halloween Kills (2021) (MA/4K) $6.25 (MA/HD) $4.50
Happy Feet (2006) (MA/HD) $4
Happytime Murders (2018) (iTunes/4K) $1.75
Hard Candy (2005) (Vudu/HD) $5
Hardcore Henry (2016) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3.50
Hate U Give (2018) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $4.75
Heavy Metal (1981) (MA/4K) $6.25
Hell Fest (2018) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $3.75
Hellboy (2004) (MA/4K) $7.75
Hellboy (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4.25
Hercules (2014) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.50
Hidden Figures (2016) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $1.75
Highlander (1986) (Vudu/4K) $5.50
Hitman's Bodyguard (2017) (Vudu/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Hitman's Wife's Bodyguard (2021) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4.75
Hobbs & Shaw (2019) (MA/4K) $5.75 (MA/HD) $3.75
Hocus Pocus (1993) (MA/4K) $6.75 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.75 (GP/HD) $2.25
Holiday Inn (1942) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3
Home Alone 1-2 (MA/HD) $7.50
Hope Springs (2012) (MA/HD) $2.50
Hostiles (2017) (Vudu/4K) $4.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.75
Hotel Mumbai (2019) (MA/HD) $5.25
House of 1,000 Corpses (2003), Devil's Rejects (2005), 3 From Hell (2019) (Vudu/HD) $6
House of Gucci (2021) (iTunes/4K) $5
House of the Dragon: Season 1 (2022) (Vudu/4K) $9 (Vudu/HD) $5
House with a Clock in Its Walls (2018) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $3.75
How to Train Your Dragon Collection 1-3 (MA/HD) $7.50 $4.75 Each
Hulk, The (2003) (iTunes/4K) $6.50
Hunger Games Collection 1-4 (Vudu/HD) $6.50 (iTunes/4K) $12
Hunt for Red October (1990) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4.75
Hunter Killer (2018) (Vudu/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.75
Hurt Locker (2008) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Hustle, The (2019) (iTunes/4K) $2
Hustlers (2019) (iTunes/4K) $3
I Feel Pretty (2018) (iTunes/HD) $1
I, Frankenstein (2014) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $1.75
I, Tonya (2017) (MA/HD) $5.75
Identity Thief (2013) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $3.75
If I Stay (2014) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
I'm Not There (2007) (Vudu/HD) $5
Imitation Game, The (2014) (Vudu/HD) $3.25
Immortal Life Of Henrietta Lacks (2017) (iTunes/HD) $3.50
Impossible, The (2013) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.75
In the Heights (2021) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $2.50
Incredible Hulk (2008) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $5
Incredibles (2004) (MA/4K) $7.75 (iTunes/4K) $6.25 (GP/HD) $4.75
Incredibles 2 (2018) (MA/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) $4.50 (GP/HD) $2
Independence Day: Resurgence (2014) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $1.50
Indiana Jones 1-4 (Vudu/4K) $25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $20
Inevitable Defeat of Mister and Pete (2013) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Infinite (2021) (Vudu/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5
Inglorious Bastards (2009) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $6
Inside Llewyn Davis (2013) (MA/HD) $6.50
Inside Out (2015) (MA/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) $4.25 (GP/HD) $1.50
Interstellar (2014) (Vudu/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) $5.75 (Vudu/HD) $4
Invisible Man (2020) (MA/4K) $6.25 (MA/HD) $3.75
Invitation, The + Unrated (2022) (MA/HD) $6.25
Iron Man 1-3 (MA/4K) $21 (iTunes/4K) $16 (GP/HD) $7.50
It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World (1963) (Vudu/HD) $6.75
It's a Wonderful Life (1946) (Vudu/4K) $5.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5
Jack Frost (1998) (MA/HD) $5
Jack Reacher Collection 1-2 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $7
Jackass Forever (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Jacob's Ladder (1990) (Vudu/HD) $3
Jason Bourne (2016) (MA/4K) $5.50 (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (MA/HD) $3
Jason Statham 6-Movie (Wild Card, War, Bank Job, Transporter 3, Crank, Crank 2) (Vudu/HD) $11.50
Jaws (1975) (MA/4K) $6.50 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.75
Jaws (1975) Jaws 2 (1978) Jaws 3 (1983) Jaws: The Revenge (1987) (MA/HD) $15.50
Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back (2001) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.50
Jesus Music, The (2021) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50
Jexi (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $3.50
Jigsaw (2017) (Vudu/4K) $5.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2
John Wick Collection 1-3 (Vudu/4K) $16.50 (iTunes/4K) $14.50 (Vudu/HD) $8
John Wick: Chapter 3 - Parabellum (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4
Judy (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $3.75
Juice (1992) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.50
Jumanji: Next Level (2019) & Welcome to the Jungle (2017) (MA/HD) $7.50
Jumanji: Welcome To The Jungle (2017) (MA/4K) $5.75 (MA/HD) $2 (MA/SD) $1
Jungle Book (1967) (MA/HD) $6 (GP/HD) $4
Jungle Cruise (2021) (MA/4K) $6.25 (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $3
Jurassic Park (1993) (MA/4K) $5.25 (iTunes/4K) $3.75 (MA/HD) $3
Jurassic World (2015) (MA/4K) $5.25 (iTunes/4K) $3.75 (MA/HD) $2.75
Jurassic World Collection 1-5 (MA/4K) $20 (iTunes/4K) $17.50 (MA/HD) $10.50
Jurassic World Collection 1-6 (MA/4K) $24 (MA/HD) $12
Jurassic World: Dominion + Extended Cut (2022) (MA/4K) $7.25 (MA/HD) $4.25
Justice Society: World War II (2021) (MA/4K) $5.75
Katy Perry: Part of Me (2012) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4
Keeping Up with the Joneses (2016) (MA/HD) $4.50
Kick-Ass (2010) (Vudu/4K) $5.75 (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.50
Kick-Ass 2 (2013) (MA/HD) $5.50 (iTunes/HD) $5
Kid Who Would Be King (2019) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $4.75
Kid, The (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.25
Kill Bill Collection 1-2 (Vudu/HD) $12
Kill Bill: Vol. 1 (2003) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Killer Elite (2011) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $2.75
Killer Joe (Director's Cut) (2012) (Vudu/HD) $5
Killerman (2019) (Vudu/HD) $2.25 (iTunes/HD) $1.75
Killing Lincoln (2013) (MA/HD) $5.25
Kin (2018) (Vudu/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3
King Kong (2005) (MA/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) $3.75 (MA/HD) $3.50
King of Staten Island (2020) (MA/HD) $4.75
King Richard (2021) (MA/HD) $2
King's Man (2021) (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $3.50
Kingsman: The Golden Circle (2017) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.75
Kingsman: The Secret Service (2015) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.25
Kitchen, The (2019) (MA/HD) $3
Knives Out (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.25
Knocked Up (Unrated) (2007) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.50
Kung Fu Panda 3 (2016) (MA/HD) $2.50
Kung Fu Panda Collection 1-3 (MA/HD) $12.50
L.A. Confidential (1997) (MA/HD) $5.75
Lady and the Tramp (1955) (MA/HD) $5.75 (GP/HD) $3.75
Last Duel, The (2021) (MA/HD) $5.25 (GP/HD) $4
Last Night in Soho (2021) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $5.25
Last Witch Hunter (2015) (Vudu/4K) $3.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.50
Leap! (2017) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3.50
Legend of Hercules (2014) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.25
Legion of Super Heroes (2023) (MA/HD) $6.25
Let Him Go (2020) (MA/HD) $4
Liar Liar (1997) (MA/HD) $3.25
Life of Pi (2012) (MA/HD) $2.50
Lighthouse (2019) (Vudu/HD) $5.25
Lightyear (2022) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $2.75 (GP/HD) $2
Like a Boss (2020) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.25
Lilo & Stitch (2002) & Stitch Has a Glitch (2005) (MA/HD) $11 (GP/HD) $6.50
Limey, The (1999) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Lincoln Lawyer (2011) (Vudu/4K) $5.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.75
Lion King 2: Simba's Pride (1998) (MA/HD) $6.75 (GP/HD) $5.25
Little (2019) (MA/HD) $4.50
Little Fockers (2010) (MA/HD) $3.25
Little Mermaid (1989) (MA/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $5.75 (GP/HD) $3.75
Live Die Repeat: Edge of Tomorrow (2014) (MA/4K) $5
Lock Up (1989) (Vudu/4K) $5
Logan (2017) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.75
Logan Lucky (2017) (MA/HD) $1.50 (iTunes/4K) $2.25
London Has Fallen (2016) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $2.75
Longest Ride (2015) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $1.50
Looper (2012) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $3.25
Lord of War (2005) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Lost Boys, The (1987) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $3.50
Lost City, The (2022) (Vudu/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.25
Love Actually (2003) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.50
Love, Simon (2018) (MA/HD) $3
Lovebirds (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.50
Luca (2021) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $3.25
Lucy (2014) (iTunes/4K) $3.75 (MA/HD) $2
Lyle, Lyle, Crocodile (2022) (MA/HD) $5.75
Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior (1982) (MA/4K) $5
Mad Max 3: Beyond Thunderdome (1985) (MA/4K) $5
Mad Max Collection 1-4 (Vudu/4K) $20
Magnificent Seven (2016) (Vudu/4K) $6 (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Maleficent (2014) (MA/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $3 (GP/HD) $1.25
Maleficent: Mistress of Evil (2019) (MA/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) $3.75 (GP/HD) $1.50
Mallrats (1995) (MA/HD) $3.25
Mamma Mia! Here We Go Again (2018) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $1.75
Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1977) (MA/HD) $6.25 (GP/HD) $4.50
Many Saints of Newark (2021) (MA/HD) $2.50
Marksman, The (2021) (MA/HD) $5.50
Martian - Extended Cut (2015) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $5.25
Mary Poppins Returns (2018) (MA/4K) $6.75 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.75 (GP/HD) $2.25
Matrix (1999), Reloaded (2003), Revolutions (2003), Resurrections (2021) (MA/HD) $7.50
Matrix: Resurrections (2021) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $2.25
Mechanic: Resurrection (2016) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3
Meet the Parents (2000) (MA/HD) $3.25
Megan Leavey (2017) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $1.75
Memory (2022) (MA/HD) $4
Men (2022) (Vudu/HD) $4
Men in Black 3 (2012) (MA/HD) $2.50
Men Who Stare at Goats (2009) (Vudu/HD) $5
Menace II Society (Director's Cut) (1993) (MA/HD) $5
Menu (2022) (MA/HD) $5.75 (GP/HD) $4
Midway (2019) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4
Minions: The Rise of Gru (2022) & Minions (2015) (MA/HD) $8
Minions: The Rise of Gru (2022) (MA/4K) $7.25 (MA/HD) $5.75
Miss Bala (2019) (MA/HD) $3.75
Mission: Impossible Collection 1-6 (Vudu/4K) $25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $20
Mitchells Vs. The Machines (2021) (MA/HD) $4.75
Moana (2016) (MA/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.75 (GP/HD) $2
Money Monster (2016) (MA/HD) $3.25
Monster Hunter (2020) (MA/HD) $4.25
Monsters University (2013) (MA/4K) $6.75 (iTunes/4K) $5.75 (GP/HD) $3.50
Monsters vs. Aliens (2009) (MA/HD) $4.75
Monty Python's The Meaning of Life (1983) (MA/4K) $7.50
Moonfall (2022) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5
Moonrise Kingdom (2012) (MA/HD) $4.25
Morbius (2022) (MA/4K) $5.75 (MA/HD) $3.50 (MA/SD) $2.25
Mortal Engines (2018) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $2.50
Mortal Instruments: City of Bones (2014) (MA/HD) $3.50
Mortal Kombat Legends: Snow Blind (2022) (MA/HD) $6
Mr & Mrs. Smith (2005) (MA/HD) $5.75
Mulan (1998) (MA/4K) $6.75 (iTunes/4K) $5.75 (GP/HD) $3
Mulan (2020) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $4 (GP/HD) $2.25
Mulan 2 (2005) (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $2.75
Mule, The (2018) (MA/4K) $5 (MA/HD) $2.50
Mummy (1999), Returns (2001), Tomb of the Dragon Emperor (2008), Scorpion King (2002), Mummy (2017) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $22
My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2 (2016) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4
My Girl (1991) & 2 (1994) (MA/SD) $7
National Lampoon's Animal House (1978) (MA/4K) $6.25 (MA/HD) $5.50
Nerve (2016) (Vudu/HD) $2.50
New Mutants (2020) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $5.25 (GP/HD) $2.75
News of the World (2020) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $3.75
Night at the Museum 3-Movie (MA/HD) $14 $6 Each (MA/SD) $9.50
Night House, The (2021) (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3
Night School (Extended) (2018) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $2.75
Nightmare Alley (2021) (MA/HD) $4.50 (GP/HD) $3.50
No Time to Die (2021) (iTunes/4K) $3.50
Noah (2014) (Vudu/HD) $1.75 (iTunes/HD) $1.50
Nobody (2021) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $5.25
Nope (2022) (MA/4K) $8 (MA/HD) $6
Nope (2022), Get Out (2017) & Us (2019) (MA/HD) $10
Northman (2022) (MA/4K) $7.50 (MA/HD) $5
Now You See Me 1-2 (Vudu/HD) $4 (iTunes/HD) $6.50
Nutcracker and the Four Realms (2018) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $3 (GP/HD) $2.50
Oblivion (2013) (MA/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (MA/HD) $2.25
Old (2021) (MA/HD) $4.50
Once Upon A Time... In Hollywood (2019) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $5.25
Only God Forgives (2013) (Vudu/HD) $5
Onward (2020) (MA/4K) $5.50 (MA/HD) $4 (GP/HD) $2.25
Other Woman (2014) (MA/HD) $2.25
Our Kind of Traitor (2016) (Vudu/HD) $3.25
Overboard (2016) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $6
Overlord (2018) (Vudu/4K) $5 (Vudu/HD) $2.75 (iTunes/4K) $3.75
Oz the Great and Powerful (2013) (MA/HD) $2 (GP/HD) $1
Pacific Rim Uprising (2018) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $4.50
Parasite (2019) (MA/HD) $4.75
Passengers (2016) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $3
Patriot Games (1992) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Paw Patrol: The Movie (2021) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5
Peanuts Movie (2015) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.25
Pearl (2022) (Vudu/HD) $6
Penguins of Madagascar (2014) (MA/HD) $1.75
Percy Jackson: Sea of Monsters (2013) (MA/HD) $2.25
Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $1.75
Pet Sematary (1989) (iTunes/4K) $4 (Vudu/HD) $3.75
Pet Sematary (2019) (Vudu/4K) $4.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $2.50
Pete’s Dragon (2016) (MA/HD) $6.25 (GP/HD) $4.25
Peter Pan (1953) (MA/HD) $6.50 (GP/HD) $5
Peter Pan: Return to Neverland (2002) (MA/HD) $6.25 (GP/HD) $4.75
Peter Rabbit (2018) & 2 (2021) (MA/HD) $10.25 $5.75 Each
Peter Rabbit 2 (2021) (MA/HD) $3.75
Philadelphia (1993) (MA/4K) $7.75
Philomena (2013) (Vudu/HD) $2
Pitch Perfect (2012) (MA/4K) $5.75 (MA/HD) $2.75 (iTunes/4K) $3.75
Pitch Perfect Collection 1-3 (MA/HD) $11.50
Planet of the Apes 1-3 (Newer) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $12
Playing with Fire (2019) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.50
Pocahontas (1995) (MA/HD) $6.50 (GP/HD) $5
Pocahontas II: Journey to a New World (1998) (MA/HD) $6 (GP/HD) $3.25
Point Break (2015) (MA/HD) $2
Poltergeist (1982) (MA/4K) $5
Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping (2016) (MA/HD) $3.25
Power Rangers (2017) (Vudu/4K) $5.50 (iTunes/4K) $3.25 (Vudu/HD) $2.75
Predator (1987), 2 (1990), Predators (2009), Predator (2018) $11
Premium Rush (2012) (MA/HD) $3
Prey for the Devil (2022) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6
Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (2016) (MA/HD) $7
Prophecy Collection 1-5 (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $14.50
Protege, The (2021) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.75
Psycho (1960), Rear Window (1954), The Birds (1963), Vertigo (1958) (MA/4K) $18
Pulp Fiction (1994) (Vudu/4K) $5.50 (Vudu/HD) $4.25 (iTunes/HD) $5.25
Punisher, The (2004) (Vudu/4K) $6
Purge, The (2013) (MA/4K) $6.50 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $3
Purge: Anarchy (2014) (MA/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.75
Race (2016) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $2.50
Raid 2 (2014) (MA/HD) $6
Raid: Redemption + Unrated (2012) (MA/HD) $5.50
Railway Man (2013) (Vudu/HD) $5
Ralph Breaks the Internet (2018) (MA/4K) $5.25 (iTunes/4K) $4.50 (GP/HD) $1.50
Rambo Collection 1-5 (Vudu/HD) $15
Rampage (2018) (MA/4K) $5
Ray (2004) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $5.25
Raya and the Last Dragon (2021) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $4.75 (GP/HD) $2.75
Rear Window (1954) (MA/4K) $4.75
Red (2010) (Vudu/4K) $6.50
Red 2 (2013) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $1.50
Red Rocket (2021) (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Replicas (2019) (Vudu/4K) $5.50
Reservoir Dogs (1992) (Vudu/4K) $5.50 (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5
Resident Evil: Retribution (2012) (MA/HD) $2.25
Resident Evil: The Final Chapter (2017) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $3.25
Resident Evil: Welcome to Raccoon City (2021) (MA/4K) $7.50 (MA/HD) $4.50
Respect (2021) (iTunes/4K) $4.25
Revenant, The (2015) (MA/4K) $5.25 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $3.25
Rhythm Section (2020) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Richie Rich (1994) (MA/HD) $5
Riddick - Unrated Director's Cut (2013) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4
Riddick Collection 1-3 (Unrated) (MA/HD) $14
Ride Along 1-2 (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5 $2.75 Each
Rio (2011) (MA/HD) $5.50
Rise of the Guardians (2012) (MA/HD) $3.25
Rise of the Planet of the Apes (2010) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $5.75
Robin Hood (2010) (MA/4K) $6.50
Robin Hood (2018) (Vudu/4K) $5 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.25
RoboCop (1987) (Vudu/HD) $7.50
RoboCop (2014) (Vudu/HD) $2
Rocketman (2019) (Vudu/4K) $5 (iTunes/4K) $2.50 (Vudu/HD) $2.25
Rogue (2020) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $3.50
Roman J. Israel, Esq. (2017) (MA/HD) $3.50
Ron's Gone Wrong (2021) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $5.25 (GP/HD) $3.50
Rough Night (2017) (MA/HD) $4.50
Rumble (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $6
Running Man, The (1987) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.25
Rush (2013) (MA/HD) $2.75 (iTunes/HD) $3.25
Safe House (2012) (MA/HD) $4 (iTunes/HD) $2.50
Sandlot, The (1993) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $5
Saturday Night Fever (1977) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.25
Sausage Party (2016) (MA/HD) $4.25
Saving Private Ryan (1998) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.50
Saw (2004) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Saw Collection 1-7 (Vudu/HD) $10
Scarface (1983) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $5.25
Scream (1996) (Vudu/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.75
Scream 5 (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Scream Collection 1-3 (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $13.50
Secret Headquarters (2022) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/4K) $5.75
Secret in Their Eyes (2015) (MA/HD) (iTunes/HD) $2.25
Selma (2015) (Vudu/HD) $3 (iTunes/HD) $2.25
Shang-Chi (2021) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3.25
Shark Tale (2004) (MA/HD) $3.75
Shaun of the Dead (2004), Hot Fuzz (2007), World's End (2013) (MA/HD) $10
Shawshank Redemption (1994) (MA/4K) $5
Sherlock Gnomes (2018) (Vudu/HD) $2.75 (iTunes/4K) $2.25
Shrek (2001), Madagascar (2005), Home (2015), Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron (2003), How to Train Your Dragon (2010), Croods (2013), Kung Fu Panda (2008), Boss Baby (2017), Abominable (2019), Trolls (2016) (MA/HD) $16
Sicario: Day of the Soldado (2018) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $3.75
Silent Night, Deadly Night: 3-Film Collection (1989-1991) (Vudu/HD) $6
Silver Linings Playbook (2012) (Vudu/HD) $2
Sing 2 (2021) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $3.75
Singin' in the Rain (1952) (MA/4K) $6.50
Sixteen Candles (1984) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $4.25
Skyscraper (2018) (MA/4K) $5.50 (MA/HD) $1.75
Slender Man (2018) (MA/HD) $5.25
Smile (2022) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $6.50
Smokin' Aces (2007) (MA/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/HD) $5.75
Smurfs 2 (2013) (MA/HD) $3.25
Snake Eyes (2021) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.50
Snow White and the Huntsman (Extended) (2012) (iTunes/4K) $3.50 (MA/HD) $2.50
Snowman (2017) (MA/HD) $2
Sonic the Hedgehog (2020) (Vudu/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Sonic the Hedgehog 2 (2022) (Vudu/4K) $6.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.75
Soul (2020) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $3.75 (GP/HD) $2.25
Source Code (2011) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Southpaw (2015) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Southside With You (2016) (Vudu/HD) $3.50
Space Jam (1996) (MA/4K) $5
Space Jam: A New Legacy (2021) (MA/4K) $5
Sparkle (2012) (MA/HD) $3.50 (MA/SD) $2.25
Speed (1994) (MA/4K) $5.25
Spider-Man Collection 1-8 (MA/HD) $26
Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $4
Spiral (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.50
Spirit Untamed: The Movie (2021) (MA/HD) $4.25
Split (2017) (MA/4K) $6.75 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.75
SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out of Water (2015) (Vudu/HD) $4.75 (iTunes/HD) $3.50
Spontaneous (2020) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5
Spotlight (2015) (MA/HD) $5 (iTunes/HD) $3
Spy Who Dumped Me (2018) (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Stand Up Guys (2012) (Vudu/HD) $2.75
Star Trek (2009) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $7
Star Trek 1-3 (Vudu/4K) $18.75 (Vudu/HD) $9.50 (iTunes/4K) $13.50
Star Trek Into Darkness (2013) (Vudu/HD) $1.75 (iTunes/4K) $3.25
Star, The (2017) (MA/HD) $2.50
Step Brothers + Unrated (2008) (MA/HD) $6.75
Stillwater (2021) (MA/HD) $5
Strange World (2022) (MA/HD) $5 (GP/HD) $3.75
Strangers: Prey at Night (2018) (MA/HD) $3.50
Studio 666 (2022) (MA/HD) $6.50
Suicide Squad, The (2021) (MA/4K) $5
Sully (2016) (MA/4K) $5
Sum of All Fears, The (2002) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.75
Super Buddies (2013) (MA/HD) $5.75 (GP/HD) $4
Survive the Night (2020) (Vudu/4K) $4 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3
SW: A New Hope (1977) (MA/4K) $7.25 (iTunes/4K) $6.50 (GP/HD) $3.50
SW: Attack of the Clones (2002) (GP/HD) Ports to MA $6.50
SW: Empire Strikes Back (1980) (MA/4K) $7.25 (iTunes/4K) $6.75 (GP/HD) $3.50
SW: Force Awakens (2015) (MA/4K) $5.50 (iTunes/4K) $3.75 (GP/HD) $1.50
SW: Last Jedi (2017) (MA/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) $4 (GP/HD) $1.25
SW: Phantom Menace (1999) (MA/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) $6.50 (GP/HD) $3.50
SW: Return of the Jedi (1983) (MA/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) $6.75 (GP/HD) $3.50
SW: Revenge of the Sith (2005) (MA/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) $6.75 (GP/HD) $3.50
SW: Rise of Skywalker (2019) (MA/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/4K) $5 (GP/HD) $2.50
SW: Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016) (MA/4K) $6.75 (iTunes/4K) $4 (GP/HD) $1.50
SW: Solo: A Star Wars Story (2018) (MA/4K) $7.25 (iTunes/4K) $5.25 (GP/HD) $3.25
Taken (2009), 2 (2012), 3 (2015) (MA/HD) $9
Ten Commandments (1956) (Vudu/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $5.75
Terminator (1984) (Vudu/HD) $7
Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $4.25
Terminator: Dark Fate (2019) (Vudu/4K) $6.75 (Vudu/HD) $3 (iTunes/4K) $2.50
Think Like a Man (2012) & Two (2014) (MA/HD) $9
This Means War (2012) (MA/HD) $4
Thor: Love and Thunder (2022) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $3.50 (GP/HD) $2.25
Thor: Ragnarok (2017) (MA/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $3.50 (GP/HD) $1.75
Thor: The Dark World (2013) (MA/4K) $7 (iTunes/4K) $4.75 (GP/HD) $2.25
Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri (2017) (MA/HD) $3.50
Till (2022) (iTunes/4K) $6
Titans: Season 2 (2020) (Vudu/HD) $6.25
To Kill a Mockingbird (1962) (MA/4K) $6.25 (iTunes/HD) $4.50
Top Gun: Maverick (2022) (Vudu/4K) $6.50 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $6
Toy Story 1-4 (MA/4K) $23 (iTunes/4K) $21 (GP/HD) $11.50
Traffic (2000) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $5.75
Training Day (2001) (MA/4K) $7
Trainwreck (2015) (iTunes/HD) Ports to MA $1.50
Transformers 1-5 (Vudu/4K) $30 (Vudu/HD) $23
Trick 'r Treat (2009) (MA/HD) $5
Trolls Collection 1-2 (MA/HD) $6.50
Tucker: The Man and His Dream (1988) (Vudu/HD) $2.75
Turbo (2013) (MA/HD) $2.25 (iTunes/SD) $1.25
Turning Red (2022) (MA/4K) $6.50 (MA/HD) $4.25 (GP/HD) $3
Umma (2022) (MA/HD) $3.75
Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent (2022) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6
Unbreakable (2000) (MA/4K) $6 (GP/HD) $3.75
Uncharted (2022) (MA/4K) $5.75 (MA/HD) $3.75
Uncle Drew (2018) (Vudu/4K) $6.25 (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $3
Uncut Gems (2019) (Vudu/HD) $4.25
Under the Skin (2014) (Vudu/HD) $5.25
Underwater (2020) (MA/HD) $5.25
Underworld: Awakening (2012) (MA/HD) $1.75
Underworld: Blood Wars (2016) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) $2.25
Unhinged (2020) (Vudu/HD) $4
Unholy, The (2021) (MA/HD) $6.50
Universal Soldier (1992) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $6.25
Untouchables, The (1987) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $5.75
Up (2009) (iTunes/4K) $7.50 (MA/HD) $6.75 (GP/HD) $5
Us (2019) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $5.25
Usual Suspects, The (1995) (Vudu/HD) $6.25
Vacation (2015) (MA/HD) $2
Van Helsing (2004) (MA/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $4.75
Venom (2005) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $4.75
Venom (2018) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $3.50
Venom: Let There Be Carnage (2021) (MA/4K) $7.25 (MA/HD) $3.50
Vertigo (1958) (MA/HD) $5
Vice (2018) 'Christian Bale' (MA/HD) $4.25
Violent Night (2022) (MA/HD) $7
Vivo (2021) (MA/HD) $4
W. (2008) (Vudu/HD) $5
Wallace & Gromit in the Curse of the Were-Rabbit (2005) (MA/HD) $6.75
War for the Planet of the Apes (2017) (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $3
War of the Worlds (1953) (Vudu/4K) (iTunes/4K) $7
Warcraft (2016) (MA/4K) $5 (iTunes/4K) (MA/HD) $2.25
Warriors, The (1979) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5.75
Waterworld (1995) (MA/4K) $6.75 (MA/HD) $6
Way Back, The (2020) (MA/HD) $2.50
West Side Story (2021) (MA/4K) $6 (MA/HD) (GP/HD) $2.75
Where the Crawdads Sing (2022) (MA/HD) $4.75
Where'd You Go Bernadette (2019) (MA/HD) $5.50
White House Down (2013) (MA/HD) $3.50
Willow (1988) (MA/HD) $6.75 (GP/HD) $4.50
Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (1971) (MA/4K) $5.75
Wind River (2017) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $5
Wolf Man (1941) (MA/4K) $6.50
Wolf of Wall Street (2013) (Vudu/4K) $6 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.50
Wolverine (Unrated) (2013) (MA/HD) $3.75
Woman King (2022) (MA/4K) $7 (MA/HD) $5.75
Wonder (2017) (Vudu/4K) $5.75 (iTunes/4K) (Vudu/HD) $3.25
Wonder Park (2019) (Vudu/HD) $3 (iTunes/4K) $2.25
Wonder Woman 1984 (2020) (MA/4K) $5
Wrath of Man (2021) (Vudu/HD) $3
X (2022) (Vudu/HD) $7
X-Men (2000), X2 (2003), The Last Stand (2006) (MA/HD) $14.50
X-Men: Dark Phoenix (2019) (MA/HD) $6.25
X-Men: First Class (2010), Days of Future Past (2004), Apocalypse (2014) (MA/HD) $11
Yesterday (2019) (MA/HD) $4.50
Young Sherlock Holmes (1985) (Vudu/HD) (iTunes/HD) $6
Youth in Revolt (2009) (Vudu/HD) $5
Zathura (2005) (MA/HD) $6.75
Zero Dark Thirty (2012) (MA/4K) $7.75 (MA/HD) $3
Zombieland: Double Tap (2019) (MA/HD) $4.75
Zootopia (2016) (MA/4K) $7.50 (iTunes/4K) $5.25 (MA/HD) $4.75 (GP/HD) $3.50

So, my family just lost someone very close, and the funeral is out of province. Only my dad could attend, so I’m staying home taking care of my brothers (twins, ages 6 and autistic) as well as my mother (bed ridden with cushings disease). I’m really trying my best, because I just need to get my dad to be able to attend the funeral and be there for the family, minimal stress. The problem is mainly with the twins. They won’t listen to any reason, they bite, kick scratch, pinch, punch, scream at me and pull my hair. It hurts a lot so instinctively I will shove them away or yell, which can cause them to fall backwards and scream. Them screaming triggers my mother who will scream at me for hurting her golden children. I just can’t take it. I’m constantly in tears, pain or busy tuning around so that I can’t do the cooking and cleaning. I just need to make it for one more weekend and my dad will come back. Does anyone know how I can subdue them, get them to stop hurting me and to get them to calm down? Sorry for the mini rant.

Working outside in the Spring is invigorating. I sit in the main hall of the temple on River Road cooped up all winter; not getting enlightened, not doing much of anything.
And then suddenly: Spring! As the warm sun melts away the mountains and memory of snow & cold; the doors are flung wide open!
A southern breeze soothes the land, gently kissing the heads of sprouts, causing a symphony of blossoms to bloom. Our world is one of warmth, light & colour once again!
I'll find any excuse to get out there and do some work in the yard. Luckily there is a lot of work and few volunteers. I'll sweep up the debris around the stupa, sweep off the porch wrapped around the temple, sweep the dirt from the outdoor pavilions. Sweep, sweep, sweep. Sweep clean all Spring. The sound of the broom as meditation. Shush, shush, shush. No past, no present, no future. Amitofo, Amitofo, Amitofo. A broom, a dust pan & the Buddha's name, what more do I need?
And then I'll come to discover Death that Winter left behind. Dead animals in the yard. A cat's corpse curled up under a pile of leaves. Once a skunk was found under a recycle box. I cried out that it stunk and my Shih Fu gently taught me that I was being disrespectful to the skunk's spirit. Shih Fu takes such gentle care of the dead little critters and he taught me to do the same.
We have a pet cemetery thru a whole in the fence. All the dead animals we find on the temple property, we bury in a small ceremony, wrapped up in newspaper.
The saddest sound of the Spring is the sweet tiny chime of the temple bells that rock in the breeze. Its sad because birds build their nests in the bells and when the wind moves them, sometimes eggs or even baby birds will fall out --dead. Tiny birds who have yet to grow their wings drop out and smash on the porch's pavement and I discover them all Spring as I sweep.
The dead baby birds are wrapped in newspaper and buried about 2 feet in the soil and then I'll recite the Pure Land Rebirth Mantra on the deceased's behalf.
I'll do this all Spring, bury dead baby birds who fall out of the nest in the bells.
The children kinda like it tho because they always want to join the ceremony. Buddhist temples can't be the most exciting place for kids when dead bird funerals are the highlight of the day. But I do appreciate their help because their hearts care so much. Also, they all had to learn the mantra for rebirth in the Pure Land!
These baby birds didn't have much of a life but in their death, they teach me and the children precious Dharma.
May all living beings be reborn in the Pure Land!

I put the 40 participants, four of the noxcrew members, and four games into the hunger games simulator-
I will only include the important or funny lines in this post or it may be quite a bit longer than it actually is-
lets see what happens!
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The Bloodbath
As the tributes stand on their podiums, the horn sounds.
BuildMart stays at the cornucopia for resources. (That tracks)
EpicLandLord stays at the cornucopia for resources. (TNT for PKW??)
WaterBreathMan grabs a jar of fishing bait while Bekyamon gets fishing gear. (WBM Fishing?)
Rocket Spleef Rush, Gee Nelly, and Blushi work together to get as many supplies as possible. (Blushi and Gee pop off in RSR?)
KryticZuez, PeaPeeKay, Antfrost, and MrGaming share everything they gathered before running.
Sneegsnag grabs a sword.
GeminiTay breaks JojoSolos's nose for a basket of bread. (Gemini Slayyy)
Krinios breaks ConnorEatsPants's nose for a basket of bread. (oh wow these poor noses)
Rabnoo and Punz fight for a bag. Punz gives up and retreats.
TheOnionSound runs away from the Cornucopia. (He heard his onions and had to find them)
Noctis grabs a backpack, not realizing it is empty. (Thats so sad)
BadBoyHalo takes a spear from inside the cornucopia.
PeteZahHutt runs away with a lighter and some rope.
TapW grabs a backpack and retreats.
FalseSymmetry grabs a jar of fishing bait while Smajor gets fishing gear. (Why does this seem fitting for Scott?)
Noxite and Awesamdude fight for a bag. Noxite gives up and retreats. (Shoulda just used /gamemode)
Grain grabs a shovel. (Grian grabs a Shovel?)
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Day 1
InTheLittleWood makes a wooden spear. (He wants the extra 30 minutes badly)
LDShadowLady searches for a water source. (I thought she hated water)
Skeppy, Skybattle, and Fwhip hunt for other tributes. (Fwhip and Skeppy skybattle pop off??)
KaraCorvus sprains her ankle while running away from Aeltumn.
Hannahxxrose and Noxite work together for the day. (Oh? Hannah wants the hacks?)
Punz tends to FalseSymmetry's wounds.
Grain attacks TapW, but he manages to escape. (OH ITS GRAIN EW foreshadowing?)
TGTTOSWAF steals from Sylvee while she isn't looking. (Sylvee throws TGTTOSWAF?)
Awesamdude receives an explosive from an unknown sponsor. (Thats scary)
EpicLandLord camouflauges himself in the bushes. (As he plans to blow up PKW)
PearlescentMoon forces Rabnoo to kill ConnorEatsPants or BadBoyHalo. He decides to kill BadBoyHalo. (Nooo poor bad)
PeteZahHutt stabs Vixella in the back with a trident. (Targeting the simmers? Smh)
Blushi tries to sleep through the entire day. (Same)
LargishBeans thinks about home.
BuildMart convinces WaterBreathMan to not kill him, only to kill him instead. (WBM throws buildmart?)
TheOnionSound shoots an arrow at Antfrost, but misses and kills PeaPeeKay instead. (Of course its Oli)
JojoSolos runs away from GeminiTay. (Gem is really targeting Jojo)
Deaths from Day 1-
BadBoyHalo
Vixella
WaterBreathMan
PeaPeeKay
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Night 1
PeteZahHutt destroys Rabnoo's supplies while he is asleep. (He just wants a win dude)
Blushi destroys EpicLandLord's supplies while he is asleep. (cant blow up PKW now)
JojoSolos dies from hunger. (Thats ironic)
TGTTOSWAF passes out from exhaustion. (Same)
Grain convinces Sneegsnag to snuggle with him. (Oh?)
FalseSymmetry destroys Rocket Spleef Rush's supplies while he is asleep. (False RSR Pop off?)
LDShadowLady, Noxite, and GeminiTay discuss the games and what might happen in the morning. (Gem and Lizzie insider information?)
Tubbo tries to sing himself to sleep.
Skybattle defeats Smajor in a fight, but spares his life.
BuildMart and Aeltumn huddle for warmth.
KaraCorvus convinces Sylvee to snuggle with her.
Noctis, Skeppy, and ShubbleYT sleep in shifts.
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Day 2
ConnorEatsPants questions his sanity. (Same)
GeminiTay stabs PeteZahHutt with a tree branch. (Gemini Slayyy pt 2)
Rabnoo stalks Krinios.
DrGluon picks flowers. (I want this to happen)
InTheLittleWood catches Punz off guard and kills him. (Oh)
PearlescentMoon practices her archery. (Pearl dodgebolt pop off?)
MrGaming, LDShadowLady, TGTTOSWAF, and EpicLandLord hunt for other tributes.
Fwhip runs away from Gee Nelly.
Ponk picks flowers. (He should meet Gluon)
Bekyamon overhears Rocket Spleef Rush and Smajor talking in the distance. (Scotts rigging it again)
Aeltumn picks flowers. (A trio!)
ShubbleYT chases Sylvee.
Aimsey, KaraCorvus, and LargishBeans start fighting, but KaraCorvus runs away as Aimsey kills LargishBeans. (Ok Aimsey pop off)
TheOnionSound collects fruit from a tree.
Tubbo picks flowers (I cant stop picturing these four just picking flowers during SG)
BuildMart thinks about home. (Which is..?)
Deaths from Night 1 & Day 2
JojoSolos
PeteZahHutt
Punz
LargishBeans
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Night 2
Rocket Spleef Rush stays awake all night.
Gee Nelly and DrGluon sleep in shifts.
InTheLittleWood begs for KryticZuez to kill him. He refuses, keeping InTheLittleWood alive.
Bekyamon begs for Fwhip to kill her. He refuses, keeping Bekyamon alive
Sneegsnag destroys Skeppy's supplies while he is asleep.
MrGaming destroys LDShadowLady's supplies while she is asleep. (Wow rude)
ConnorEatsPants kills Aimsey with a sickle. (Oh?)
TGTTOSWAF and Skybattle sleep in shifts.
Noxite and Smajor tell stories about themselves to each other. (Its rigged its rigged)
Krinios, KaraCorvus, and BuildMart cheerfully sing songs together.
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Day 3
BuildMart, TGTTOSWAF, and Ph1LzA hunt for other tributes. (Of course phil and TGTTOS are together)
EpicLandLord cannot handle the circumstances and Self dies. (Oh.)
Antfrost sprains his ankle while running away from KryticZuez. (Zuez is a menace)
Skeppy sprains his ankle while running away from Gee Nelly. (We need an ankle doctor)
FalseSymmetry defeats Noxite in a fight, but spares his life.
MrGaming injures himself. (That Tracks)
Skybattle, Fwhip, LDShadowLady, GeminiTay, and Hannahxxrose hunt for other tributes.
Rocket Spleef Rush and RedVelvetCake work together for the day. (Velvet RSR Popoff?)
TheOnionSound sprains his ankle while running away from Grain. (Another one??)
ConnorEatsPants attacks Aeltumn, but she manages to escape. (Connor was too good and had to use only 2% of his power)
DrGluon sets an explosive off, killing Ponk, and Noctis. (Thats a way to finish off a day)
Deaths from Night 2 & Day 3
Aimsey
EpicLandLord
Ponk
Noctis
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Deaths so far-
BadBoyHalo
Vixella
WaterBreathMan
PeaPeeKay
JojoSolos
PeteZahHutt
Punz
LargishBeans
Aimsey
EpicLandLord
Ponk
Noctis
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Night 3
Smajor and Skeppy run into each other and decide to truce for the night.
TGTTOSWAF tries to treat his infection. (From phil's domination? copium?)
Rabnoo ambushes LDShadowLady and kills her. (Nooo Lizzie)
ConnorEatsPants and Rocket Spleef Rush huddle for warmth.
Blushi begs for Grain to kill her. He refuses, keeping Blushi alive.
Noxite attempts to climb a tree, but falls to his death. (Just /fly cmon dude)
Sylvee kills Ph1LzA with a hatchet. (Okay then)
BuildMart defeats TapW in a fight, but spares his life.
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Day 4
BuildMart discovers a river. (New buildmart map copium??)
TheOnionSound explores the arena. (Its not like hes been in mcc since mcc 1)
Fwhip practices his archery. (Dodgebolt menace?)
Krinios overhears DrGluon and ShubbleYT talking in the distance.
Smajor chases Aeltumn. (Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss)
Antfrost stalks Blushi.
Tubbo attacks Awesamdude, but he manages to escape.
InTheLittleWood chases PearlescentMoon.
Deaths from Night 3 & Day 4
LDShadowlady
Noxite
Ph1LzA
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Night 4
Aeltumn questions her sanity. (Same)
TapW pushes Antfrost off a cliff during a knife fight. (Brutal)
Sneegsnag destroys Krinios's supplies while he is asleep.
Rocket Spleef Rush thinks about home.
ShubbleYT lets Blushi into her shelter. (I like that)
Tubbo and KryticZuez work together to drown Grain. (2v1 he had no chance)
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Day 5
Skybattle sees smoke rising in the distance, but decides not to investigate.
Sylvee stalks Gee Nelly.
InTheLittleWood stabs KaraCorvus while her back is turned. (Wow Martin)
MrGaming tends to BuildMart's wounds. (odd.)
Rabnoo receives an explosive from an unknown sponsor. (Thats scary)
KryticZuez tries to spear fish with a trident. (Zuez trident practicing arc?)
TGTTOSWAF overhears Awesamdude and TheOnionSound talking in the distance. (It has ears?)
Fwhip diverts DrGluon's attention and runs away. (Targeting simmers smh)
PearlescentMoon receives an explosive from an unknown sponsor.
Smajor receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor.
Deaths from Nights 4 & Day 5
Antfrost
Grain
KaraCorvus
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Night 5
GeminiTay destroys Skeppy's supplies while he is asleep. (Gem is a menace)
TheOnionSound destroys ConnorEatsPants's supplies while he is asleep. (Geeze Oli)
Skybattle questions his sanity. (Same)
PearlescentMoon and FalseSymmetry tell stories about themselves to each other. (podcast?)
Blushi, RedVelvetCake, and TGTTOSWAF discuss the games and what might happen in the morning. (TGTTOS already knows though)
Tubbo climbs a tree to rest. (Dont fall like noxite)
Sylvee thinks about winning. (Ok sylvee girlboss)
DrGluon starts a fire. (With his flowers??)
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Day 6
Skybattle receives a hatchet from an unknown sponsor. (It has Arms too?)
Skeppy chases InTheLittleWood.
GeminiTay begs for TGTTOSWAF to kill her. He refuses, keeping GeminiTay alive. (Gem your slaying dont die)
Sneegsnag, Fwhip, and Gee Nelly hunt for other tributes.
Smajor stalks DrGluon. (Scotts targeting the simmers too? smh)
Awesamdude and FalseSymmetry threaten a double self death. It fails and they die. (Oh.. oh my)
MrGaming and PearlescentMoon hunt for other tributes.
Blushi travels to higher ground.
BuildMart hunts for other tributes. (Taking them out one controversy at a time)
TheOnionSound, KryticZuez, and Aeltumn hunt for other tributes.
Tubbo defeats Krinios in a fight, but spares his life. (Tubbo we need to more action)
Hannahxxrose makes a wooden spear.
TapW falls into a frozen lake and drowns. (Oh.)
ConnorEatsPants searches for a water source. (You should as TapW he found one)
Deaths from Night 5 & Day 6
Awesamdude
Falsesymmetry
TapW
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Deaths so far-
BadBoyHalo
Vixella
WaterBreathMan
PeaPeeKay
JojoSolos
PeteZahHutt
Punz
LargishBeans
Aimsey
EpicLandLord
Ponk
Noctis
LDShadowlady
Noxite
Ph1LzA
Antfrost
Grain
KaraCorvus
Awesamdude
Falsesymmetry
TapW
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Heavy Rain	1.7 TF2	$3.62 PP	-
Hell Let Loose	7.7 TF2	$16.18 PP	-
Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice	0.8 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$1.72 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Heroines: Warriors, Dreamers, and God Slayers
Hello, Neighbor!	0.4 TF2	$0.91 PP	-
Hero's Hour	1.0 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$2.19 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Choice (Mar 2023)
Heroes of Hammerwatch	0.5 TF2	$1.13 PP	-
Hitman Absolution	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Hitman Blood Money	0.6 TF2	$1.35 PP	-
Hitman Game of the Year Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.53 PP	-
Hollow Knight	2.3 TF2	$4.89 PP	-
Homefront	0.5 TF2	$0.98 PP	-
Homefront: The Revolution	0.9 TF2	$1.78 PP	-
Homeworld: Deserts of Kharak	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number Digital Special Edition	0.5 TF2	$1.09 PP	-
Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number	0.5 TF2	$1.0 PP	-
Hotline Miami	0.8 TF2	$1.57 PP	-
House Flipper VR	0.9 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
House Flipper	2.5 TF2	$5.23 PP	-
Human: Fall Flat	0.7 TF2	$1.51 PP	-
HuniePop	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
Huntdown	1.2 TF2	$2.55 PP	-
Hurtworld	2.0 TF2	$4.09 PP	-
Hyper Light Drifter	0.9 TF2	$1.84 PP	-
Hypnospace Outlaw	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
I Am Fish	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
I Expect You To Die	1.3 TF2	$2.7 PP	-
I-NFECTED	5.9 TF2	$12.38 PP	-
IL-2 Sturmovik™: 1946	0.9 TF2	$1.77 PP	-
INSURGENCY	1.6 TF2	$3.26 PP	-
Imperator: Rome Deluxe Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Imperator: Rome	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
Injustice 2 Legendary Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.44 PP	-
Injustice 2	0.7 TF2	$1.51 PP	-
Injustice: Gods Among Us - Ultimate Edition	0.6 TF2	$1.24 PP	-
Into the Radius VR	5.1 TF2	$10.76 PP	-
Ion Fury	1.5 TF2	$3.09 PP	-
Iron Harvest	0.9 TF2	$1.83 PP	-
Jalopy	0.5 TF2	$1.06 PP	-
Job Simulator	8.7 TF2	$18.19 PP	-
Jurassic World Evolution 2	1.9 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$3.87 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Choice (Mar 2023)
Jurassic World Evolution	0.4 TF2	$0.93 PP	-
Just Cause 2	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
Just Cause 3 XXL Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Just Cause 4: Complete Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.09 PP	-
KartKraft	3.0 TF2	$6.22 PP	-
Katamari Damacy REROLL	1.1 TF2	$2.23 PP	-
Katana ZERO	1.0 TF2	$2.11 PP	-
Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes	2.5 TF2	$5.29 PP	-
Kerbal Space Program	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Killer Instinct	5.8 TF2	$12.21 PP	-
Killing Floor 2 Digital Deluxe Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.87 PP	-
Killing Floor 2	0.6 TF2	$1.2 PP	-
Killing Floor	0.6 TF2	$1.17 PP	-
Kingdom Come: Deliverance	1.4 TF2	$3.0 PP	-
Kingdom: Two Crowns	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Kingdoms of Amalur: Re-Reckoning	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
King’s Bounty : Ultimate Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.73 PP	-
LEGO Batman 3: Beyond Gotham Premium Edition	0.5 TF2	$1.07 PP	-
LEGO Batman 3: Beyond Gotham	0.4 TF2	$0.82 PP	-
LEGO Batman Trilogy	1.4 TF2	$2.93 PP	-
LEGO Harry Potter: Years 1-4	0.5 TF2	$1.03 PP	-
LEGO Harry Potter: Years 5-7	0.7 TF2	$1.48 PP	-
LEGO Lord of the Rings	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
LEGO Star Wars III: The Clone Wars	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
LEGO Star Wars: The Complete Saga	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
LEGO® City Undercover	0.7 TF2	$1.53 PP	-
LEGO® DC Super-Villains Deluxe Edition	1.9 TF2	$3.9 PP	-
LEGO® DC Super-Villains	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
LEGO® MARVEL's Avengers	0.4 TF2	$0.76 PP	-
LEGO® Marvel Super Heroes 2 Deluxe Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.34 PP	-
LEGO® Marvel Super Heroes 2	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
LEGO® Ninjago® Movie Video Game	0.3 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
LEGO® Star Wars™: The Force Awakens	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
LEGO® Worlds	1.7 TF2	$3.6 PP	-
Labyrinth City: Pierre the Maze Detective	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
Last Oasis	0.5 TF2	$1.12 PP	-
Late Shift	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
Layers of Fear 2	3.4 TF2	$7.1 PP	-
Layers of Fear	0.5 TF2	$1.11 PP	-
Legion TD 2	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
Len's Island	3.0 TF2	$6.23 PP	-
Lethal League Blaze	0.9 TF2	$1.91 PP	-
Lethal League	0.7 TF2	$1.54 PP	-
Library Of Ruina	3.0 TF2	$6.36 PP	-
Life is Feudal: Your Own	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
Little Misfortune	3.3 TF2	$6.89 PP	-
Little Nightmares Complete Edition	1.6 TF2	$3.26 PP	-
Little Nightmares	0.8 TF2	$1.64 PP	-
Lobotomy Corporation Monster Management Simulation	4.9 TF2	$10.21 PP	-
Lords of the Fallen Game of the Year Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.7 PP	-
Lost Ember	1.3 TF2	$2.73 PP	-
Lost Planet™: Extreme Condition	0.9 TF2	$1.81 PP	-
Luck be a Landlord	2.6 TF2	$5.45 PP	-
METAL GEAR SOLID V: THE PHANTOM PAIN	0.7 TF2	$1.55 PP	-
METAL GEAR SOLID V: The Definitive Experience	1.2 TF2	$2.55 PP	-
MORTAL KOMBAT 11	1.6 TF2	$3.44 PP	-
MX vs ATV Reflex	0.4 TF2	$0.8 PP	-
MX vs. ATV Unleashed	0.4 TF2	$0.73 PP	-
Mad Max	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Mafia II: Definitive Edition	1.3 TF2	$2.62 PP	-
Mafia III: Definitive Edition	2.0 TF2	$4.09 PP	-
Mafia: Definitive Edition	2.2 TF2	$4.54 PP	-
Maneater	0.5 TF2	$1.08 PP	-
Manhunt	1.2 TF2	$2.52 PP	-
Mars Horizon	1.0 TF2	$2.04 PP	-
Marvel vs. Capcom: Infinite - Deluxe Edition	2.8 TF2	$5.79 PP	-
Mass Effect™ Legendary Edition	6.4 TF2	$13.54 PP	-
Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne	0.6 TF2	$1.2 PP	-
Max Payne	0.9 TF2	$1.85 PP	-
MechWarrior 5: Mercenaries	2.3 TF2	$4.84 PP	-
Medal of Honor	2.0 TF2	$4.14 PP	-
Mega Man Legacy Collection	0.6 TF2	$1.25 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2 - Deluxe Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.21 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2 War Chest Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Messenger	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
Metro 2033 Redux	0.6 TF2	$1.31 PP	-
Metro Exodus	1.5 TF2	$3.04 PP	-
Metro Redux Bundle	1.1 TF2	$2.3 PP	-
Metro: Last Light Redux	1.1 TF2	$2.23 PP	-
Middle-earth: Shadow of Mordor Game of the Year Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.65 PP	-
Middle-earth™: Shadow of War™	0.7 TF2	$1.44 PP	-
Middleearth Shadow of War Definitive Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.48 PP	-
Mini Ninjas	0.5 TF2	$0.94 PP	-
Mirror's Edge	2.3 TF2	$4.85 PP	-
Miscreated	1.4 TF2	$2.88 PP	-
Monster Hunter: World	3.3 TF2	$6.96 PP	-
Monster Sanctuary	0.5 TF2	$0.96 PP	-
Monster Train	0.4 TF2	$0.77 PP	-
Moonlighter	0.4 TF2	$0.93 PP	-
Moons of Madness	1.8 TF2	$3.74 PP	-
Mordhau	1.6 TF2	$3.41 PP	-
Mortal Kombat X	0.7 TF2	$1.55 PP	-
Mortal Kombat XL	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Mortal Shell	1.5 TF2	$3.18 PP	-
Motorcycle Mechanic Simulator 2021	0.8 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Motorsport Manager	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Move or Die	1.0 TF2	$2.0 PP	-
Moving Out	0.7 TF2	$1.49 PP	-
Mutant Year Zero: Road to Eden - Deluxe Edition	1.4 TF2	$3.04 PP	-
Mutant Year Zero: Road to Eden	0.9 TF2	$1.93 PP	-
My Friend Pedro	0.6 TF2	$1.27 PP	-
My Time At Portia	0.5 TF2	$0.96 PP	-
NARUTO SHIPPUDEN: Ultimate Ninja STORM 4 Road to Boruto	2.3 TF2	$4.72 PP	-
NASCAR Heat 5 - Ultimate Edition	0.4 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Naruto Shippuden: Ultimate Ninja Storm 4	1.7 TF2	$3.59 PP	-
Naruto to Boruto Shinobi Striker - Deluxe Edition	1.3 TF2	$2.63 PP	-
Naruto to Boruto Shinobi Striker	0.4 TF2	$0.82 PP	-
Necromunda: Hired Gun	0.7 TF2	$1.56 PP	-
Neon Abyss	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
Ni no Kuni™ II: Revenant Kingdom - The Prince's Edition	2.6 TF2	$5.33 PP	-
Nine Parchments	1.4 TF2	$3.0 PP	-
No Time to Relax	1.7 TF2	$3.57 PP	-
Northgard	4.1 TF2	$8.55 PP	-
Not For Broadcast	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
ONE PIECE BURNING BLOOD	0.8 TF2	$1.69 PP	-
ONE PIECE PIRATE WARRIORS 3 Gold Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Offworld Trading Company™	0.7 TF2	$1.44 PP	-
One Step From Eden	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
Opus Magnum	1.2 TF2	$2.56 PP	-
Orcs Must Die! 3	1.6 TF2	$3.42 PP	-
Outlast 2	0.4 TF2	$0.91 PP	-
Outlast	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
Outward	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Overcooked	0.7 TF2	$1.49 PP	-
Overcooked! 2	1.5 TF2	$3.1 PP	-
Overgrowth	0.5 TF2	$1.08 PP	-
Overlord II	0.4 TF2	$0.84 PP	-
PC Building Simulator	0.8 TF2	$1.74 PP	-
Paint the Town Red	2.0 TF2	$4.23 PP	-
Parkitect	4.5 TF2	$9.55 PP	-
Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.11 PP	-
Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous	0.9 TF2	$1.89 PP	-
Pathologic 2	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
Per Aspera	0.7 TF2	$1.52 PP	-
Phantom Doctrine	0.4 TF2	$0.73 PP	-
Pillars of Eternity Definitive Edition	0.7 TF2	$1.55 PP	-
Pistol Whip	5.8 TF2	$12.21 PP	-
Plague Inc: Evolved	1.6 TF2	$3.27 PP	-
Planescape: Torment: Enhanced Edition	0.4 TF2	$0.79 PP	-
Planet Coaster	1.7 TF2	$3.48 PP	-
Planetary Annihilation: TITANS	4.6 TF2	$9.55 PP	-
Portal Knights	0.8 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid	3.4 TF2	$7.15 PP	-
PowerBeatsVR	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
PowerSlave Exhumed	1.7 TF2	$3.51 PP	-
Praey for the Gods	0.6 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$1.32 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Heroines: Warriors, Dreamers, and God Slayers
Prehistoric Kingdom	1.4 TF2	$2.9 PP	-
Pro Cycling Manager 2019	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Project Cars 3	10.7 TF2	$22.11 PP	-
Project Hospital	2.3 TF2	$4.83 PP	-
Project Wingman	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Project Winter	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
Pumpkin Jack	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
Quantum Break	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
RESIDENT EVIL 3	2.1 TF2	$4.41 PP	-
RUGBY 20	1.2 TF2	$2.55 PP	-
RUINER	0.4 TF2	$0.84 PP	-
RWBY: Grimm Eclipse	3.1 TF2	$6.56 PP	-
Ragnaröck	3.2 TF2	$6.8 PP	-
Rain World	1.2 TF2	$2.57 PP	-
Raw Data	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Re:Legend	1.0 TF2	$2.12 PP	-
Red Faction Guerrilla Re-Mars-tered	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
Red Matter	4.2 TF2	$8.83 PP	-
Resident Evil / biohazard HD REMASTER	0.9 TF2	$1.86 PP	-
Resident Evil 0 / biohazard 0 HD Remaster	0.6 TF2	$1.3 PP	-
Resident Evil 5 GOLD Edition	1.4 TF2	$2.83 PP	-
Resident Evil 5	0.9 TF2	$1.92 PP	-
Resident Evil 6	1.3 TF2	$2.82 PP	-
Resident Evil: Revelations 2 Deluxe Edition	2.0 TF2	$4.23 PP	-
Resident Evil: Revelations	0.5 TF2	$1.02 PP	-
Retro Machina	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
Risen 2 Dark Waters	0.4 TF2	$0.88 PP	-
Rising Storm 2: Vietnam	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
River City Girls	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Rogue Heroes: Ruins of Tasos	0.5 TF2	$1.1 PP	-
RollerCoaster Tycoon Deluxe	1.0 TF2	$2.1 PP	-
Rollercoaster Tycoon 2: Triple Thrill Pack	1.2 TF2	$2.51 PP	-
Rubber Bandits	0.7 TF2	$1.5 PP	-
Running with Rifles	1.9 TF2	$3.86 PP	-
Ryse: Son of Rome	1.7 TF2	$3.49 PP	-
SCUM	2.7 TF2	$5.72 PP	-
SHENZHEN I/O	0.5 TF2	$0.97 PP	-
SOMA	2.0 TF2	$4.19 PP	-
SONG OF HORROR Complete Edition	0.5 TF2	$0.98 PP	-
STAR WARS® THE FORCE UNLEASHED II	0.8 TF2	$1.7 PP	-
STAR WARS™: Squadrons	2.0 TF2	$4.17 PP	-
SUPERHOT VR	2.1 TF2	$4.49 PP	-
SUPERHOT	0.8 TF2	$1.57 PP	-
SUPERHOT: MIND CONTROL DELETE	0.4 TF2	$0.87 PP	-
Sable	0.5 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$1.04 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Heroines: Warriors, Dreamers, and God Slayers
Saint's Row The Third Remastered	2.2 TF2	$4.48 PP	-
Saints Row 2	0.6 TF2	$1.23 PP	-
Saints Row IV	0.9 TF2	$1.82 PP	-
Saints Row: The Third	0.6 TF2	$1.29 PP	-
Sanctum 2	0.5 TF2	$1.08 PP	-
Satisfactory	6.1 TF2	$12.71 PP	-
Scarlet Nexus	2.8 TF2	$5.84 PP	-
Secret Neighbor	0.5 TF2	$1.14 PP	-
Serious Sam 2	0.7 TF2	$1.53 PP	-
Serious Sam 4	2.6 TF2	$5.47 PP	-
Serious Sam: Siberian Mayhem	2.2 TF2	$4.5 PP	-
Severed Steel	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Shadow Man Remastered	0.9 TF2	$1.98 PP	-
Shadow Warrior 2	0.8 TF2	$1.73 PP	-
Shadow of the Tomb Raider	3.3 TF2	$6.78 PP	-
Shantae and the Pirate's Curse	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
Shenmue 3	0.7 TF2	$1.43 PP	-
Shenmue I & II	0.7 TF2	$1.43 PP	-
Shining Resonance Refrain	0.5 TF2	$0.94 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization VI : Platinum Edition	2.8 TF2	$5.87 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization VI	0.9 TF2	$1.84 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization® V: The Complete Edition	2.0 TF2	$4.15 PP	-
Sid Meiers Civilization IV: The Complete Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.74 PP	-
Siege of Centauri	0.5 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
SimCasino	0.6 TF2	$1.35 PP	-
Skullgirls 2nd Encore	0.9 TF2	$1.97 PP	-
Slap City	1.1 TF2	$2.25 PP	-
Slay the Spire	2.7 TF2	$5.56 PP	-
Sleeping Dogs: Definitive Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.57 PP	-
Slime Rancher	1.6 TF2	$3.3 PP	-
Sniper Elite 3	0.5 TF2	$1.14 PP	-
Sniper Elite 4	1.3 TF2	$2.67 PP	-
Sniper Elite V2 Remastered	0.8 TF2	$1.72 PP	-
Sniper Elite V2	0.5 TF2	$0.94 PP	-
Sniper Ghost Warrior 3	0.7 TF2	$1.37 PP	-
Sniper Ghost Warrior Contracts	0.5 TF2	$1.11 PP	-
Sonic Adventure DX	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
Sonic Adventure™ 2	0.6 TF2	$1.16 PP	-
Sonic Lost World	1.7 TF2	$3.44 PP	-
Sonic Mania	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Sorcery! Parts 1 & 2	0.6 TF2	$1.27 PP	-
Source of Madness	0.5 TF2	$1.13 PP	-
Space Engineers	2.2 TF2	$4.56 PP	-
Space Haven	0.6 TF2	$1.33 PP	-
Spec Ops: The Line	0.8 TF2	$1.65 PP	-
SpeedRunners	0.7 TF2	$1.38 PP	-
Spelunky	0.7 TF2	$1.5 PP	-
Spirit Of The Island	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Splendor	0.6 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
SpongeBob SquarePants: Battle for Bikini Bottom - Rehydrated	1.2 TF2	$2.6 PP	-
Spyro™ Reignited Trilogy	3.6 TF2	$7.48 PP	-
Star Renegades	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Star Trek: Bridge Crew	3.6 TF2	$7.49 PP	-
Star Wars Republic Commando™	0.4 TF2	$0.75 PP	-
Star Wars® Empire at War™: Gold Pack	1.0 TF2	$2.07 PP	-
Starbound	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Starpoint Gemini Warlords	1.6 TF2	$3.44 PP	-
State of Decay 2: Juggernaut Edition	2.9 TF2	$6.08 PP	-
Staxel	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
SteamWorld Quest: Hand of Gilgamech	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Steel Division: Normandy 44	0.7 TF2	$1.38 PP	-
Stellaris Galaxy Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Stellaris: Lithoids Species Pack	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Stick Fight: The Game	0.4 TF2	$0.75 PP	-
Strategic Command WWII: World at War	2.0 TF2	$4.21 PP	-
Street Fighter 30th Anniversary Collection	2.3 TF2	$4.82 PP	-
Street Fighter V	0.7 TF2	$1.44 PP	-
Streets of Rogue	1.2 TF2	$2.44 PP	-
Stronghold 2: Steam Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.95 PP	-
Stronghold Crusader 2	0.7 TF2	$1.43 PP	-
Styx: Shards Of Darkness	0.6 TF2	$1.29 PP	-
Subnautica	4.1 TF2	$8.55 PP	-
Summer in Mara	0.4 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Sunless Skies	0.6 TF2	$1.36 PP	-
Sunset Overdrive	1.3 TF2	$2.67 PP	-
Super Meat Boy	0.3 TF2	$0.72 PP	-
Superliminal	2.0 TF2	$4.11 PP	-
Supraland Six Inches Under	1.6 TF2	$3.34 PP	-
Supreme Commander 2	0.9 TF2	$1.93 PP	-
Surgeon Simulator: Experience Reality	0.9 TF2	$1.82 PP	-
Survive the Nights	0.8 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Surviving the Aftermath	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
Sword Art Online Fatal Bullet - Complete Edition	5.2 TF2	$10.86 PP	-
Sword Art Online Hollow Realization Deluxe Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Syberia: The World Before	0.9 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$1.84 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Heroines: Warriors, Dreamers, and God Slayers
Synth Riders	3.3 TF2	$6.89 PP	-
TEKKEN 7	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
TT Isle of Man Ride on the Edge 2	1.7 TF2	$3.56 PP	-
Tales of Berseria	0.8 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Tales of Berseria	0.8 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Tales of Symphonia	1.6 TF2	$3.25 PP	-
Tales of Zestiria	0.6 TF2	$1.24 PP	-
Talisman: Digital Edition	0.5 TF2	$0.98 PP	-
Tank Mechanic Simulator	1.0 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Team Sonic Racing™	1.9 TF2	$3.9 PP	-
Telltale Batman Shadows Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.9 PP	-
Terraforming Mars	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Terraria	1.8 TF2	$3.71 PP	-
The Ascent	1.0 TF2	$2.09 PP	-
The Battle of Polytopia	0.4 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
The Beast Inside	0.4 TF2	$0.79 PP	-
The Blackout Club	5.8 TF2	$12.21 PP	-
The Dark Pictures Anthology: Little Hope	1.4 TF2	$2.88 PP	-
The Dark Pictures Anthology: Man of Medan	1.7 TF2	$3.46 PP	-
The Darkness II	0.5 TF2	$1.0 PP	-
The Dungeon Of Naheulbeuk: The Amulet Of Chaos	0.5 TF2	$1.08 PP	-
The Escapists 2	0.9 TF2	$1.83 PP	-
The Escapists	0.6 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
The Henry Stickmin Collection	0.7 TF2	$1.5 PP	-
The Intruder	1.1 TF2	$2.38 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 2	1.2 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 3	3.3 TF2	$6.87 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 4	2.0 TF2	$4.21 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 5	3.3 TF2	$6.8 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 6	2.6 TF2	$5.53 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack	1.1 TF2	$2.33 PP	-
The LEGO Movie 2 Videogame	0.4 TF2	$0.75 PP	-
The Legend of Heroes: Trails in the Sky	1.4 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
The Long Dark	2.0 TF2	$4.17 PP	-
The Long Dark: Survival Edition	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
The Ship: Murder Party	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
The Stanley Parable	2.3 TF2	$4.69 PP	-
The Surge 2	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
The Survivalists	1.0 TF2	$1.99 PP	-
The Talos Principle	0.7 TF2	$1.41 PP	-
The Walking Dead: A New Frontier	0.3 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
The Walking Dead: The Final Season	0.3 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
The Walking Dead: The Telltale Definitive Series	2.0 TF2	$4.17 PP	-
The Witness	4.6 TF2	$9.48 PP	-
The Wolf Among Us	1.1 TF2	$2.34 PP	-
This War of Mine: Complete Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.56 PP	-
Titan Quest Anniversary Edition	0.7 TF2	$1.36 PP	-
Tomb Raider	1.4 TF2	$3.02 PP	-
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MatPat, you done amazing work, multiple claps and a half are in order. Though I do have some things he may have left out and I would like to mention. Anyone feel free to tell me your opinions, just be respectful 🙂 as this is basically just my opinions with pieces of evidence that can be taken differently depends on you interpretation of the timeline.
I believe in Elizabeth’s death being the reason William does at least some of what he does among other specific things. It makes sense in my opinion for obvious reasons like you said:
This addresses the point on why Elizabeth’s death can’t be before CC’s in Game Theory's second timeline video. All the minigames themselves aren't supported to be 100% what happened, they are just to provide story and lore. Baby's minigame and her story don't match. And why would she even tell us the story since Michael said "they thought I was you"? And she clearly states she was in a room exactly like the party rooms in the other locations so she has definitely been around since the time of Fredbear's Family Diner, so William would have little reason to build a killer animatronic who's purpose is to capture kids.
Plus William wouldn't even consider not having his kid supervised after the bite of 83, even if he made the animatronics or not.
While there's an argument that the little girl with green eyes outside Fredbears Family Diner, no evidence hints to that being the case and she looks more like Baby then Elizabeth anyway.
Now here are some points that further explain why Elizabeth died first and also other points that may help with your own timeline:

1. In FNAF 1, the news articles say that the murder suspect was arrested. This could be Henry since it would explain why he was absent for so long.
   
2. Elizabeth’s death explains the sister being absent in FNAF 4 and why William has an entire bunker made under his house where he watches his children as he wouldn't go to such lengths at that point without a reason fit too well to ignore.
   
3. There's no reason that the bite of 83 and Elizabeth's "death" can't happen around the same time as each other. Especially since Michael's behavior in FNAF 4 is similar to how people deal with loss, to force repressed rage on others, like the Brother did to his Sister in Hello Neighbour Hide and Seek.
   
4. It just makes sense from a storytelling standpoint, Scott said himself that FNAF 4 was supposed to be the end of the franchise and he told the story he originally wanted to tell. FNAF 4 left some things up in the air that we couldn't fully understand so Sister Location exists only because Scott wanted to expand the lore and what better way to do so then to further explain what the story he's telling us while also adapting it into a new story that follows the first 4 games.
   
5. The Funtimes can't have been made for the primary reason to lure and capture kids since there was the bite of 83, multiple murders and restaurants being closed and the original Freddy, Bonnie, Chica and Foxy which contain the bodies of said murder victims.
   

There would have had to have been so many red flags if versions of those characters made from both the Co owner and a suspect to said murders that William couldn't get away with or even do his plan of capturing kids at parties and luring them after all that stuff.

1. Scott knows that even with all the sci-fi and chaos in this franchise, there still has to be some realism and possibility for this stuff to happen otherwise the story wouldn't be fascinating and create a whole community that now we all both love and hate at the same time.
   
2. Elizabeth’s death can be the reason why the Security Puppet exists. Henry knows Elizabeth and knows exactly what happened to her, as evident from him calling Scrap Baby Elizabeth in FNAF 6. He would have wanted to have precautions as he doesn't want anyone, especially his own daughter suffering the same fate.
   
3. Why would the Security Puppet only be programmed to care for the kids with green wristbands unless that was their reason to have been made in the first place.
   
4. Obviously Freddy's doesn't close straight away because there would have to be the odors from the decay of the bodies or the children. So the restaurants would have had to stay open for a while after the murders leaving William and Henry an excuse to not be at Fredbear's Family Diner when the bite of 83 takes place. William talks out of the Fredbear plush every day except for the day when it happened.
   
5. Baby and even Ballora aren't considered Funtime animatronics and are instead called Circus Baby and Ballora. This implies that they had to have been made before William made the Funtimes since they would have been locked away, which is backed up by the fact that Baby's story heavily implies that she was at either of the 2 Fazbear locations.
   
6. The gas leak thing is obviously William covering up tracks when capturing more kids for his experiments. If Circus Baby’s Pizza World never opened then how could William successfully capture the kids without anyone noticing.
   
7. Finally, how in fact could the funtimes be used for being rented for parties right after all the locations were shut down? There would have to be time for William to handle his loss of his youngest son, to handle all the legal issues and being a suspect to the murders. With that, then when he has to get off free of charge, realize that the animatronics are acting weird and Baby's eyes changed and then conduct his research and experiments to find out about remnant and how the souls work inside of the animatronics.
   

Now, these were just concerns that I have with the timeline as we know it currently. I can happily accept myself being wrong as all I really want is to contribute what little I can do for a community that personally helped me and got me fascinated as a kid.
That being said, Elizabeth’s death can make sense as the motivation for William killing the first group of kids and when he was gone doing it his youngest child to be forced in the Fredbear suit's mouth putting him in a coma, since William at this point would be working at Fredbear's Diner so he would be there either watching on the plush cameras or actually in the Location while it's happening.
Among some of the other stuff I left out, this can make some sense in the long run. It definitely doesn't fit 100% and I completely respect your opinion, but nothing fits 100% in this franchise at this point apart from that it's so confusing and frustrating to figure out at times. I just want to throw my hat in the ring, and also this can fit in the timeline currently.
Honestly I and many others completely agree with Matpat's beginning of the timeline, both you and him did such amazing work. Here is what I think comes after your timeline so far and it does kinda line up with Fuh-NAF's latest theory in this video along with Game Theory's beginning of the timeline.
With that said, here’s my version of the FNAF Timeline:
This timeline continues from your first video as that was perfect 👌:
1983: With William being jealous of Henry getting so much credit just because he made the animatronics, being the reason for most of William's success, etc. So when he learned how to make animatronics, he tried making his own first animatronic (Baby) for Fredbear's Family Diner (she said herself that she was in a location that exactly fits the Fazbear locations). But he rushes to test Baby out, so he tested Baby out on his daughter saying she was a friend for her to play with. Hence the quote "didn't you make her just for me".
Seeing his success he quickly brings her to Henry to show her off and rub her in his face without actually making sure everything was working properly in Baby with all of the cool stuff he made her with (helium tech for balloons, ice cream dispenser, etc) as he was too focused to one up Henry’s own creations and prove he was superior.
When showing Henry his masterpiece and giving her a test run after it going so well, in the end he fails the test run as Elizabeth being a young child oblivious to what is going on, ignoring her dad from making her stay away from Baby as she is dealing with other kids which makes her jealous or for whatever reason. She then goes to Baby which accidentally results in Elizabeth being killed due to a malfunction as again Baby was William's first Animatronic and he didn’t do any further tests beforehand.
Fyi, Henry talks to Baby by Elizabeth in FNAF 6, meaning he knows all about what happened to her and who she really was.
This results in William losing it because he knows he was the only one to blame in his eyes as he made Baby but also blindly blaming Henry as he, in William’s eyes, was the reason why all this had happened.
With that, builds the bunker, locks away Baby and sets up the cameras and technology he uses to keep CC away from the animatronics because of what happened to Elizabeth and he wants him to stay away from Henry all while he deals with his sadness.
This was working for a few days until CC’s party where both William and Henry were either not watching or at the Sister Location, Micheal after taking his feelings out on CC like how Hello Neighbour's son does to his sister, scaring him and eventually causing his eventual death.
CC dies in the hospital, William makes a promise to fix CC, the springlock suits are moved to the storage area in the Sister Location, William punishes Michael greatly with nightmares of the incident and after William blames Henry for all this as with their own complex relationship, him making Fredbear and all the pent up aggression he had indirectly got from Henry.
1984: Since then, Micheal is still being tormented while William stays in his bunker for his own business, Afton Robotics, making way to torture Michael and also building the funtime animatronics for renting out parties, deserting his family and only going out to work or to get drunk to cope with his losses.
Then 1 night after becoming extremely drunk from drinking all his sorrows away in Jr's, he then gets kicked out for being there to much or causing a possible scene, he then goes to the pizzeria because he has nowhere else to go, kills Henry’s daughter because he wasn’t thinking straight, William gets a taste for murder, heads home, the Puppet is born and Michael gets lured away by Golden Freddy.
1985 - 1987: After a while William finally builds up the courage to face the monster who he created only to find that she was different due to Elisibeths soul possessing Baby.
This kicks off William's experiments. He then goes back to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza and kills the first 5 kids and then either blames the murders on Henry for what William sees as revenge and what Henry deserves or Henry was just falsely convicted as seen from the new articles seen in FNAF 1 saying that a suspect has been convicted, explaining why he is nowhere to be seen from the missing kids incident to FNAF 6.
He then modifies the Funtimes to lure and capture kids for his experiments under the pretense of them still being rented out for parties to avoid as much investigation as possible. This later leads to William discovering remnant and how it works, so William then disassembles the toy animatronics as parts of the original animatronics were used to make them to gather remnant to use for experiments.
1987: After a long while, Henry gets released from jail due to lack of evidence and word of William doing bad stuff making him the new prime suspect.
William misses doing his "work" by himself and he is at great risk of being attacked by the Funtimes due to the pieces and memories of the original souls within them. William sees that a new Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria opens, possibly by Henry to either try and rebuild the franchise or to trap and lure William, and this both angers and interests him.
William wants the Franchise to die so he goes to the Pizzeria but then finds that the new toy animatronics are a problem via their facial analysis database. So he waits for his time to strike.
Via the anime Freddy vs Foxy cutscenes, we know Henry tries to catch William but keeps failing.
William eventually now has an opportunity when the bite of 87 happens by one of the animatronics, I think Mangle btw.
The Restaurant shuts down and William takes Freddy, Bonnie, Chica Foxy and the deactivated toy animatronics and extracts them for their remnant and parts for experiments.
William is now free to do what he wants so he commits 5 more murders himself which catches The Puppet's attention and he now knows everything they need to try and stop William.
1993: William takes a page out of Henry’s book and tries to lure and trap Ennard as he wants him back. He opens a new location with the original rebuilt animatronics as well as having a new place to experiment with remnant, but this catches the attention of the Puppet and Golden Freddy instead.
With the plan not working out, William closes the restaurant, waits a few nights in the storage room to avoid being caught and then the animatronics are lured by William to dismantle them but the souls are set free which results in William getting springlocked.
That very same week, before William goes to the old location tells Micheal to go to the bunker since he wouldn't be there himself and to avoid the risk of being attacked by the funtimes.
Ennard uses Michael to find answers and takes the job as security guard at the location to find William and gather more remnant and parts but William thinking it's Michael doesn't want him to ruin his plan so he fires him.
The reason why I feel these events happen in the same week is for a few reasons. Because there would have to be a decent time gap from when the Funtimes were stored away, William would have to be able to, and would have had a reason to, have Michael go down in the first place and if England scooped Micheal while William was around then he would attack William the first chance they get.
William spends 30 years in the storage room while Micheal spends the 30 years looking for his father after finding out about all the stuff he is responsible for.
From this point on until 2023: during this time:
The Vengeful spirit stays with William to make sure he's dead while Ennard kicks Baby out.
The Puppet sets all the souls within the pizzeria at the time except the vengeful spirit free with the Happiest Day including CC. Even the 5 dead kids are there via the 5 masked kids sitting at the tables enjoying cake.
Henry hears what happened and is on a quest to find the Puppet.
And Mangle is supposedly still around 🤷.
2023: years later finds out William is still around and is found. News breaks out about Fazbear Frights and both Michael and the Puppet try to put an end to this for good.
Sometime after the fire, it's found out that William is still alive again and the events in Fnaf 6 happen.
William’s soul is now in hell being tormented by Golden Freddy and possibly the Puppet as we can theorize from their dialogue in UCN.
Sometime after 2023: Fazbear Entertainment is still around and they mass produce the Fnaf Animatronics as shown in FNAF AR and develop FNAF VR by using salvaged parts of the animatronics.
Part of William’s consciousness or so of his remnant or agony corrupts the game and infects, Jeremy, Tape girl and Vanessa as well as an unknown number of people.
Thats as far as I can get without leaning off the headcanon cliff without the risk of falling, 😆.
I can't wait to see what you come up with from this point on in the story. What do you think about this 🤔?
Thank you for taking the time for reading this, it means a lot 🙃.

People have been going missing in my hometown ever since I moved back. And things don't really feel the way they did when I was a kid. I don't know if those two are related.
This has been really nagging at me lately. I had no idea where to post it to get some help or peace of mind. I just really need some support right now before I drive myself crazy over it. Maybe I'm overreacting because it's been a stressful few months since my parents died, or maybe someone can shed some light on the events that have been happening and show me that I am just being crazy...
I guess, I should probably start by introducing myself? My name is Jeremy Coleridge, as a kid I used to live in a very small coal mining town of about 7000 in a desolate area of the north called Calkirk. Picture every single midwestern small town Podunk you've driven to on your way to a bigger city, and you would be pretty close to what Calkirk looks like
I was there until I was about 17, when I decided to live with my aunt in New York, where I threw away a lot of money going into journalism which, if I have to be honest, was probably the worst decision of my life at the time. But, with my parent's kind of disowning me for not agreeing with their very strong religious devotions I kind of had no place to go. My aunt pushed me to attend college a year after I graduated high school because I really liked writing and investigation, so what better to study than investigative journalism right? Plus; she said I had to be in school if she was going to let me stay with her. Well, do you want to know how many investigative journalists are in New York?
The answer is: A lot.
So, a few grand down and four years of school wasted, I can’t get a job with that degree. I ended up living in a 2-bedroom apartment bunking with another dude while I work 50 hours a week between two part time jobs because that’s all anyone wanted to offer, and I was struggling. My aunt Clair moved back to Calkirk to take care of my mom who was diagnosed with some rare disease that she wouldn’t tell me about. Now, I’m 24, my mom passed away 3 months ago from whatever disease it was that she had gotten, my dad committed suicide the next day…
My aunt paid for me to fly back to Calkirk for the funeral and the Will reading. Being their only kid, I guess my parents willed me their small 3-bedroom one bath house in the town and with that, a small inheritance that basically would pay my student loans off and still leave me a few grand of left over money to put in savings. The life insurance my dad had from working at the Calkirk mine for almost 40 years paid everything off. I wouldn’t owe a cent on a single thing except my utilities and food.
I had to go back to New York for a few weeks to get my assets in order. I waited for my roommates to find some new, desperate fool to move in, sold my old buick, sent off the final check for my bank to cover my loan, flipped off one boss as I walked out of one job, and gave a respectable 2 weeks notice to the other, then I paid a company to pack up my small amount of crap I had and bought myself a plane ticket back to Calkirk.
Well, I say “to Calkirk” but as you may or may not know, a town of 7000 doesn’t usually have an airport so I had to fly into a city about two hours from there and get my aunt to agree to pick me up.
Two weeks living in the house, I got bored sitting in the place alone and decided to apply for a few jobs in town. I was able to score a job at the Calkirk Times. And being the only news outlet in Calkirk, business was actually booming. But when I asked my interviewer why the position was open, he said something that sort of freaked me out.
“Well, the last kid with your job stopped showing up a couple weeks ago…his house is empty, skipped town, no one can find him...”
I was basically hired on the spot, and I accepted immediately, call me desperate. But what my new boss said gave me a weird feeling… Everyone knew about everyone in this town. How could one of only three journalists go missing and nobody knows where he went?
When I met my new coworkers Abbigale and Tommy, they said the guy, Jim Remus, was an out-of-towner from Texas who came to live here with his girlfriend, a local girl we went to school with. They both went missing two weeks ago with no sign of them anywhere. Abby and Tommy, both thought it was way weirder than what our boss thought, he denied any articles even mentioning it. He even reprimanded Tom for asking another coworker about it, saying it was personal business and we shouldn’t be talking about it at work...
The second weird thing I experienced was a couple weeks after that, when I officially emptied my parents' pantry of all the nasty old people food they had. I decided it was probably time to go grocery shopping. I got home late on Friday night after writing a pointless article about news that had come out almost a week previously in bigger outlets, but people here ate up the content like it was breaking news so, who cares. I decided Saturday would be a better time to go grocery shopping.
Now, let me explain Calkirk a little better before the next piece of my story. Like I said, Calkirk is an old mining town in the Midwest part of the United States. I’m not saying where because I don’t want anyone trying to find it and something bad happening to them.
The town sits a few miles from the highway and has one main road with everything that’s not a house on it. Two gas stations, one on each side of town, two bars barely 3 blocks away from each other, the post office, the fire hall, the grocery store on one side, the K through 12 school on the other, then there are a few buildings with random business scattered between, a small vet clinic, a photo lab, a small coffee shop, stuff like that. The jail sat smack dab in the middle of town between the two bars. The town itself probably wouldn’t be visible from the highway if the factory wasn’t billowing out thick clouds of what I assumed to be coal ash and soot 24/7.
The factory was supplied by the Calkirk Mines and a tunnel delivery system had been made to transport coal to the factory from the mine about 15 miles away. The mine sat in a deep coolie with hundreds of trees around it, near a river, and a few long dirt trails in and out. the tunnel system was a long belt covered most of the way by piping. Inside, there's train cars that run almost constantly to the factory. With only small viewing ports for maintenance every so often. All of this knowledge was thanks to my dad working there for 40 years and a few take-your-child to workdays before he and my mom basically disowned me.
I should also mention before I get too far, since I came back here about 8 weeks ago, there have been three massive dustings, which the locals call “Ash events”. An Ash event in this town is when the factory spouts out way more of its black smoke than usual and the town gets covered in layers of black soot like material, it’s easily washed away with a hose and the fire department goes around each time and uses a low-pressure hose to rinse basically everything off. I remember these events from when I was a kid, but they never happened this frequently, at least not in my memory, or maybe it was washed off before I noticed.
It usually happened overnight and if you woke up too early, you'd have to wash off your own cars if you want to get anywhere. Part of the city ordinance was no one drives in town with their cars covered in the ash. It can be met with an almost $2000 fine. And, with the amount of police officers with not much to do all day, they were posted everywhere after a good dusting, so you’d be seen.
The first Ash event since being back home happened about two weeks after I got to town, two weeks before I got my new job. The second ash event two weeks after that got my dad's truck that I had parked outside so I could work on a dirt bike in the garage when I was bored. It happened the night I decided to go grocery shopping. The third one was just a week ago as I’m writing this...
Anyway, when I woke up, I could smell the ash in the air. It leaves this really heavy burning smell like someone burning ham bones with wool. It's hard to explain, but it's one of those smells you could remember from anywhere if you smelled it again. When I walked out, I already knew what I’d see, the dark dust caked on my dad's truck. I unraveled the hose in the front yard and sprayed the whole truck down before heading to the store to get there right when they opened. And yeah, I realize most people would look at this and say, that's weird, but for Calkirk, you kind of just grew up doing that. It's a generational habit, everyone did it.
In the store, I shopped for about two hours, packed a cart full of groceries and went to the registers to check out. Two older ladies were sitting at a small booth beside the windows sipping coffee. I recognized them as ladies that live in my neighborhood that would often have contact with my parents and I when I was a kid.
“Did you see Genie this morning?” I overheard one say, the other shook her head and made an exasperated face.
“I was just gonna ask you, haven't seen her at all!”
“That’s so unlike her…”
“Do you think…” There was a pause and the other shook her head.
I listened as they went back and forth saying how this lady always met them on Saturday mornings, every year for the past 25 years, she never missed a day.
I paid, I rolled my cart over to them and said, “I Uh, couldn’t help but overhear, you said your friend is missing?”
The women gave me a skeptical look then both suddenly perked in an almost robotic manner then one smiled, “Oh, little Jeremy Coleridge, you sweet little thing, when did you get back in town!”
I responded with “Like 2 months ago…”
“So sorry about your parents dear. Hope the town is treating you well.”
I nodded, but like a lot of crap in this town, their sudden change in attitude freaked me out.
I tried to divert the conversation back to the missing friend “So Genie…”
“Oh, I remember when you were just a tiny baby waddling over to my house for candies with your mom!” One spoke.
“Yeah, I did. But I want to ask about your friend…” I began again.
“Oh worse, as a kid he would follow my granddaughter for hours outside while they played.” The other said. She waved her hand at the other, “You two are about the same age, you should remember her, her name is Abbigale.”
“Oh and what about that time Marty found him playing in the mud puddle in the backyard.”
“Listen” I said abruptly over their talking. “I’m with the newspaper now. You said your friend is missing, have you gone to her house yet!? Have you checked on her at all?”
Their moods changed again, they frowned deeply, and went rigid for a minute as if they were really mad… Then they suddenly smiled again, big wide creepy smiles that really freaked me out.
“She’s fine Jeremy.” One said in a tight-lipped smile. “Just… resting…” her creepy smile widened, her lip twitched at the word ‘Resting’. Then, she shoo’ed me away with her hand without another word. My attempts to ask after were ignored as if I wasn’t even there.
feeling thoroughly unsettled, I left the store, packed my stuff in my truck, and drove it home. I put everything away and pulled out an old phone book my parents had in the house. The only Genie I knew was Genie Carlson. She worked at the school as a nurse for a long time before retiring. I found her number, dialed it, no answer. I dialed it again, same thing. On the third ring, the ringer was cut after 2 rings and flipped to voicemail, like someone had sent the phone to the answering machine. “This is Genie Carlson, Sorry I missed you… Please leave a-” but it cut itself off. The next call didn’t go through, I just got a “The number you dialed is no longer in service…”
Feeling thoroughly unsettled, I left the store, packed my stuff in my truck, and drove it home. I put everything away and pulled out an old phone book my parents had in the house. The only Genie I knew was Genie Carlson. She worked at the school as a nurse for a long time before retiring. I found her number, dialed it, no answer. I dialed it again, same thing. On the third call, the ringer was cut after 2 rings and flipped to voicemail, like someone had sent the phone to the answering machine. “This is Genie Carlson, Sorry I missed you… Please leave a-” but it cut itself off. The next call didn’t go through, I just got a “The number you dialed is no longer in service…” I thought it was odd that her phone would go off after I had just called it three times.
I, at least, remembered where Genie lived from my childhood and decided I’d pay her a small visit before going about the day just to make sure she was okay. I mean, maybe she was sick or something and just stuck in bed, or maybe she fell and needed help? Maybe she didn’t have a life alert, she for sure did not have a cell phone, and I think she was a widow, and all her kid's left town when they turned 18. So, if her friends hadn’t checked in on her she could have been lying there alone for lord knows how long needing help.
When I got to her house it was really dark, and quiet, the only way I knew it was still her house was the name inside the mailbox lid said “Carlson”. I knocked on the door, waited for a bit, but nothing happened.
“Ms. Genie! Ms. Genie! It’s me, Jeremy Coleridge! Jan and Cals son!” There was no answer. I looked in the little window in the door, but it was dark. I stepped to the side and looked into the front window and found an empty house. Her porch had signs that the Ash Event was never cleaned up properly, but the blanket of ash was disturbed by boot marks that weren’t my own. I tried the door handle, it opened, but almost like something pulled it open from the inside.
The house was completely empty, except for large boot marks made of the black ash from the porch leading into the entryway. And a few small blood splatters on the wall beside the stairs. It was eerily quiet; the house didn’t creak the way old houses were supposed to creak. There didn’t even seem to be wind around me. The whole area, inside Genie's house and outside, was just still and silent.
Before I took another step, I called the jail and asked if they could send a cop. I told them that it looked like something weird went down at Ms. Genie’s. They told me to wait outside and not touch anything. So, I turned right on my heel and planted myself on the step of the porch. I pulled out my phone to distract myself from the scene behind me. It didn’t keep my leg from shaking though…
Sheriff Nixon showed up about 10 minutes later. He was old, looked like a corpse himself, but he had been the Sheriff in town since before I could even remember. He was always super friendly and had a smile on his face, even now while responding to a potential disappearance.
“Little Jer Coleridge. My, my son, you’ve grown.” He patted my shoulder hard, almost threw me off balance.
“Hey Pat… I think something happened with Genie Carlson…” I pointed to the door, thinking he would be more surprised than what he was.
“Now, why would ya‘ think that, son?”
I told him I saw Ruth and Beth Anne at the grocery store saying they hadn’t seen her today. I even told him about them saying she was “Resting” and how they smiled the whole time, not acting like they were really bothered by it at all.
“Well, let’s just take a look here then. Wait out here.” He went inside with a flashlight, looked around for a few minutes then came back out. He clicked the lock behind him and shut the door.
“Well Jer, looks to me Genie moved out.”
“Without telling Ruth and Beth Anne?”
He nodded and his face suddenly smiled widely, the same way Ruth and Beth Anne had done at the grocery store earlier in the day when I kept pressing them to tell me about Genie. “Looks like it.”
“But the boot prints, and blood…”
“Probably a movin’ accident.”
I shook my head at him, trying to talk some reason into him. That didn’t make sense at all. “Pat… Genie is in her 80s. Why would she just leave without telling anyone? Genie has been going to the store every Saturday for 25 years, she hasn’t missed a single day, she wouldn’t just leave without…”
“Now son…” Pat grabbed onto my shoulder and squeezed hard, causing me to pause. He raised an eyebrow at me. “I think you’re reading too much into this. I bet Genie was needin’ a change of pace in her old age, didn't want to hurt herself with the goodbyes.”
“Pat, I don’t think she’d…”
His voice suddenly dropped into an angry tone “Son, I think you’re meddlin’ in people's personal business too much.” He titled his head closer to me. One of his eyes twitched at me, just like how Ruth's had at the grocery store. “Think you need to take your investigative head and go home, forget what you saw here.” He then smiled brightly as if he didn’t say anything and patted my shoulder again. “Nice seein’ ya Jer.” He walked back to his patrol car then tilted his hat at me “I’m sure I’ll be seein’ you around, son.”
I mean, Am I the crazy one? I seem to be the only one who cares that Genie Carlson is missing... Ruth and Beth Anne don't seem to be bothered, and it seems like Sherrif Nixon couldn't be bothered. And that's not even getting into the guy and his girlfriend who went missing a few weeks ago...
I think I am going to look into it and see if I can track Genie down at least, to make sure she is okay. I have resources at work that could maybe help me. So, I'm going to check those out when I take my next break. In the meantime, I have to get back to work, But I'll post an update if I find anything out.

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Murder was legal in our town of Brightwood Pines.
I had grown up seeing it. At eight years old, I watched a man come into our local café while I drank my peanut butter chocolate milkshake and shot two people dead.
There was no malice in his eyes, or any kind of hatred. It was just a normal guy who smiled at the waitress and winked at me. Mom told me to keep drinking my milkshake and I did—licking away excess whipping cream while the bodies were hoarded out, and pooling red was cleaned from the floor. I could still see flecks of white inside red, and my stomach twisted.
But I didn’t feel…scared. I had no reason to be. Nobody was screaming or crying.
The man who had shot them had sat down to eat burger and fries, and didn’t blink an eye. That was my first experience seeing death—and not my last.
With no rules forbidding murder, you would think a town would tear itself apart.
That is not what happened.
Murder was legal, yes, but it didn’t happen every day. It happened when people had the urge. Mom explained it to me when I was old enough to understand. “The urge” was a phenomenon which had been affecting town’s people long before I was born, and there was no real way to stop it. So, it didn't stop. Mom told me she had killed her first person at the age of seventeen. Her math teacher. There was no reason or motive. Mom said she just woke up one day and wanted to kill someone.
Unfortunately, it was her math teacher who had gotten in the way. I always wondered why she described her killing so vividly to me. I was eight years old, and mom spent hours detailing how she had successfully managed to sever his head from his body with nothing but a phone charger, and a knife taken from her kitchen.
That specific killing became more of a bedtime story to lull me to sleep.
Mom would sit on the edge of my bed and tell me all the ways she had wanted to murder her math teacher—describing how it felt for his blood to spatter her hands and paint her face.
I didn’t like her smile when she told me about her killing. Sometimes I got scared she was going to murder me too. Growing up, I have been constantly on edge. Every day I woke up and pressed my hand to my forehead, asking myself the same questions. Did I want to kill anyone? And those thoughts blossomed into paranoia when I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. It’s not like I didn’t know what it was like.
Dad had let me hold a knife, and taught me how to properly hold a gun, and mom gave me lessons in severing body parts. Both of them wanted me to follow through with The Urge when it hit me inevitably, and I wanted to fit in.
Our elementary school teacher had told my class as little kids, that The Urge was part of growing up, and if we fought it, if we tried to get out of it, our mind and body would face the consequences. She didn’t elaborate, though I didn’t really want her to. All our teacher had to say was “bleeding from the mouth” and “severe reaction in the brain” and I was already squirming, along with my twelve other classmates. The Urge became something I anticipated instead of fearing. Because, if I got it—if I had my first kill as young as my mom, then my parents would be proud of me.
When I started middle school, our neighbors were caught killing and cannibalising their children, turning them into bone broth. I knew both of the kids. Clay and Clara. I had played with them in their yard and eaten cookies with them.
Clara told me she wanted to be a nurse when she grew up, and Clay used to tug on my pigtails to get my attention. They were like siblings to me. No matter what my parents said, or my teacher’s, my gut still twisted at the thought of my neighbors doing something like that. Days after the cops had arrived, I saw Mrs Jenson watering her plants. But when I looked closer, there was no water. She was just holding an empty hose over her prize roses.
I stood on my tiptoes, peering over our fence. “Mrs Jenson?”
“I am okay, Elle.”
Her voice didn’t sound okay.
“Are you sure?” I asked. I pointed at the hose grasped in her hand. “You forgot to turn your water on.”
“I know.”
“Mrs Jenson…” I took a deep breath before I could stop myself. “Did you like killing Clay and Clara?”
“Why, yes,” she hummed. “Of course I did. I slurped up that bone broth like it was my prize tomato soup. They were…. delicious.”
I nodded. “But… didn’t you love them?”
She didn’t reply for a moment before seemingly snapping out of it and turning to me with a bright smile. With too many teeth. That was the first time I started to question The Urge.
It was supposed to make you feel good, acting like a relief, a weight from your chest. Killing another human being was exactly what the people in our town needed. But what about killing their families and children?
Did it really make them feel good?
Looking at my neighbor, I couldn’t see the joy my mom had described in her eyes. In fact, I couldn’t see anything. Her expression was the kind of blank which scared me. It was oblivion staring back, ripped of real human emotion. Mrs Jenson’s smile stretched across her lips, like she could sense my discomfort. I noticed she was yet to clean her hands.
Mrs Jenson’s fingernails were still stained a scary shade of red. Instead of replying, the woman moved towards my fence in slow, stumbling strides. She was dragging herself, like moving caused her pain, agony I couldn’t understand. It was exactly what my mother had insisted didn’t exist when killing. Pain.
Humanity. All of the adults told us we would not feel those things when killing. We wouldn’t feel regret, or contempt. We would just feel good.
It was a release, like cold water coming over us. We would never feel better in our lives than when we were killing—and our first would be something special. When Mrs Jenson’s fingers still slick with her children’s blood wrapped around the wooden fence, I found myself paralysed. Her manic grin twisted and contorted into a silent wail, and once vacant eyes popped open. Like she was seeing me for the very first time. “I want to go home,” she whispered, squeezing onto the wooden fence until her own fingers were bleeding.
“Can you tell them to let me go home? I would like to see my children. Right now. Do you hear me?” Mrs Jenson wasn’t looking at me. Instead, her gaze was glued to thin air.
She was crying, screaming at something only she could see—and for a moment I wondered if ghosts were real. I twisted around to see if there were any ghosts, specifically the ones of her children, but there was nothing. Just fall leaves spiralling in the air in pretty waves.
“Mrs Jenson is sick,” she told me once I was sitting at the dinner table eating melted ice-cream. It tasted like barf running down my throat.
I didn’t see Mrs Jenson after that.
Well, I did.
She looked different, however.
Not freakishly different, though I did notice her hair color had changed. I remembered it being a deep shade of brown, and when my neighbor returned with an even wider smile, it was more of a blondish white. When I questioned this, mom told me it was a makeover.
The Urge affected people in different ways, and with Mrs Jenson, after having her come-down, she had decided on a change. Mom’s words were supposed to be reassuring, adding that there was no reason to be scared of The Urge.
But I didn’t want to be like Mrs Jenson and have a mental breakdown over my killing. I wanted to be like mom and have a glass of wine and laugh over the sensation of taking a life. Mrs Jenson was my first real glimpse into the negativity of killing because it was so normalised. Dying, for example, wasn’t feared.
From a young age, we had been taught that it was a vital part of life, and dying meant finding peace. When I first started high school, I expected killing to happen. Puberty was when The Urge fully blossomed. Weapons were allowed, but only out of classes. In other words, under no circumstances must we kill each other in class, but the hallways were a free-for-all.
I had seen attempts during my freshman year, but no real killing.
Annalise Duval was infamously known as the junior girl who had rejected The Urge, and thrown out of school. Struck with the stomach flu on the day of her attempted killing, I only knew the story from word-of-mouth. Apparently, the girl had attempted to kill her mother at home, failed, and then bounded into school, screaming about laughter in the walls, and people whispering into her head.
Obviously, my classmate was labelled insane—and judging from her nosebleed, the girl’s body had ultimately rejected The Urge, and her brain was going haywire. Nosebleeds were a common side effect. I heard stories from kids saying there was blood everywhere, all over her hands and face, smeared under her chin. She had been screaming for help, but nobody dared go near her. Like rejection was contagious. Annalise survived. Just. I still saw her on my daily bike-ride to school.
She was always sitting cross legged in front of the forest with her eyes closed, like she was praying. The rumor was, after being thrown out by her parents, the girl wandered around aimlessly, muttering about whispering people and laughter in her head. It was obvious her rejection had seriously affected her mental state, but I did feel sorry for her.
It wasn’t known what had caused her to reject The Urge, though some of the kids in her class did comment that she had been complaining of a loose tooth beforehand. Mom told me to stay away from her, and I did. Annalise Duval was the first and only case of rejection, and thanks to her, I knew exactly what would happen if it happened to me too. So, I ignored the bad feeling about my neighbor, and forced myself to anticipate the day when I would get my very own urge to kill. I waited for it.
On my fourteenth birthday, I confused a swimming stomach and cramps for The Urge, which turned out to be my first period.
I remember biking my way home, witnessing a man cut off a woman’s head with an axe.
It’s funny, I thought I would be desensitised to seeing human remains and severed heads, glistening red seeping across the sidewalk, but it was the passion in the man’s face as he swung the axe and dug in real hard, chopping right through bone and not stopping, even when intense red splattered his face and clothes, until the woman’s head hit the ground, which sent my stomach creeping into my throat.
Then, it was the vacancy in his eyes, a twitching smile as he held the axe like a prize.
Part of me wanted to stay, to see if he had a similar reaction to Mrs Jenson. I wanted to know if he regretted what he had done, but once I was meeting his gaze, and his grin was widening, the toe of his boot kicking the woman’s motionless body, I turned away from him and pedalled faster, my eyes starting to water. It wasn’t long before my lunch was inching its way up my throat, and I was abandoning my bike on the side of the road, and choking up undigested Mac N’ cheese onto steaming tarmac.
I didn’t tell mom about the man, and more importantly, my odd reaction to his killing. I wasn’t supposed to be feeling sick to my stomach. Murder was normal. I wasn’t going to get in trouble for it, so why did seeing it make me sick?
I had been taught as a little kid that visceral reactions were normal, and it was okay to be scared of killing and murder. However, what our brains told us was right wasn’t always the truth. Our teacher had held up a teddy bear and stabbed into its stuffing with a carving knife.
We had all cried out, until the teacher told us that the bear didn’t care about dying. In fact, it was ready to find peace. And it didn’t hurt him.
In other words, we had to ignore what our minds told us was bad.
Mom told me I would definitely start having conflicting feelings before my first killing, but that it was nothing to worry about.
I did worry, though. I started to wonder if I was going to become the next Analise Duval. Maybe the two of us would become friends, sharing our delusions together.
My 17th birthday came and went—and still no sign of The Urge. I noticed mom was starting to grow impatient. She had a routine of coming to check my temperature every morning, regardless of whether I felt sick or not.
“How are you feeling?” I couldn’t help but notice mom’s smile was fake.
She dumped my breakfast on a tray in front of me, and when I risked nibbling on a slice of toast, she dropped the bombshell.
“Elle, you are almost eighteen years old,” she said. I noticed her hands were clenched into fists. “Do you feel anything?”
I considered lying, though then I would have to kill someone—and without The Urge, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to do that.
“I don’t know,” I answered honestly, propping myself up on my pillows. “Most of the kids in my class—”
She cut me off with a frustrated hiss. “Yes, I know. They have all killed someone and you haven’t.” Her eyes narrowed. “People are starting to notice, Elle.” She spoke through a smile which was definitely a grimace. “And when people start to notice, they get suspicious. I’ve been on the phone with three different doctor’s this morning, and all of them want to book you in for an MRI. Just to make sure things are normal.”
“MRI?” I almost choked on the apple I had been chewing.
“Yes.” Mom sighed. “We can’t ignore that things aren’t…. abnormal. You are seventeen years old and haven’t had one urge to kill. The minimum for your age is one kill,” she said. “Minimum. Elle. You have not killed anyone, and when I bring it up you change the subject.”
I changed the subject because she started asking if I wanted to practise. I wasn’t sure what “practise” meant, but from the slightly manic look in her eye, my mom wasn’t talking about dolls or teddy bears. It was so-called normal to practise killing. There were even people who volunteered to be targets at the local scrapyard. Most of them were old people.
Joey Cunningham in my class told everyone his uncle took him to practise when he was thirteen—and he had killed three people without The Urge. Five years on, Joey had accumulated a total of fourteen kills.
He never failed to remind everyone almost every class. I could taste the apple growing sour in the back of my mouth. Mom was just trying to help, and it’s not like I was doing this intentionally. The idea of going to the scrapyard and killing random people, even if they gave me permission to, wasn’t appealing in the slightest. “I’m okay.” I said, and when mom’s eyes darkened, I followed that up with, “I mean… I have spare time after class, so…?”
I meant to finish with, “Maybe.” But the word tangled in my mouth when I took a chunk out of the apple, and pain struck. Throbbing pain, which was enough to send my brain spinning off of its axis. For a moment, my vision feathered, and I was left blinking at my mother who had become more silhouette than real person. I was aware of the apple dropping out of my hand, but I couldn’t think straight.
The pain came in waves, exploding in my mouth. When I was sure I could move without my head spinning, I slammed my hand over my mouth instinctively to nurse the pain, except that just made it worse. Fuck. Had I chipped my tooth? Blinking through blurry vision, I knew my mom was there. But so was something else.
As if my reality was splintering open, another seeping through, I suddenly had no idea where I was, and a familiar feeling of fear started to creep its way up my spine. The thing was though, I knew exactly where I was. I had known this town, this house, my whole life.
So that feeling of fear didn’t make sense.
The more I mulled the thought over in my mind, however, pain striking like lightning bolts, something was blossoming.
It both didn’t make sense, and yet it also did. In the deep crevices of my mind, that feeling was familiar. And I had felt it before. No matter how hard I squinted, though, I couldn’t make it out.
When I squinted again, a sudden shriek of noise rattled in my skull, and it took me a disorienting moment to realise what I could hear was laughter. Hysterical laughter. Which seemed to grow louder and louder, encompassing my thoughts until it was deafening. Not just that. The walls were swimming, my posters flashing in and out of existence before seemingly stabilising themselves. I blinked. Was I… losing my mind?
Maybe this was a side-effect of rejecting The Urge.
“Elle?” Mom’s voice cut through the phantom laughter which faded, and I blinked rapidly. “Sweetie, are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
The word was in my mouth before the thought could cross my mind. I shook my head, swallowing. “Yeah, I’m… fine.”
She nodded, though her expression darkened. Scrutinising. I knew she couldn’t wait to get me under an MRI. “Alright. Finish your breakfast. School starts in half an hour.” Mom stopped at the threshold. She didn’t turn around. “I really do think practising killing will help a lot.”
I flinched when another wave of laughter slammed into me—faded, but very much there. Definitely not a figment of my imagination.
Checking in my bedroom mirror, I didn’t have a loose tooth. Even thinking that, though, panic started to curl in the root of my gut.
When I was sure I wasn’t losing my mind after checking and rechecking the walls were actually real, I got washed and dressed, grabbing my backpack.
My brain wouldn’t shut up on my way to school, and my gut was twisting and turning, trying to projectile that meagre slice of toast.
Annalise Duval had complained of a loose tooth before she rejected The Urge. Was that what was going to happen to me?
Was it all because of that stupid apple?
At school, I was surprised to be cornered by a classmate I had said maybe five words to in our combined time at Briarwood High.
Kaz Issacs was one of the first kids in my class to be hit with The Urge, and almost ended up like Annalise Duval. I don’t even think it was The Urge. I think he was driven to kill through emotions, like so many adults had tried to tell us wasn’t real. Kaz was a confusing case where a teenager had actually blossomed early, or not at all, and struck with his own intent.
People argued that there was paranoia, and the local doctor insisted he was fine, though I couldn’t help wondering if it wasn’t paranoia.
Kaz didn’t need The Urge. Halfway through math class, two years prior, I had been daydreaming about the rain. It rarely rained in Brightwood. Every day was picturesque. I did remember rain. I knew what it felt like hitting my face and dropping into my open mouth and cupped hands. When I asked mom if it was ever going to rain, though, she got a funny look on her face. “Sweetie, it doesn’t rain in Brightwood.” She told me. Which just confused me even more. It’s not like I had imagined the feeling of freezing cold rain, and my own shivering as I splashed through puddles without an umbrella.
The more I pried into these memories, I realised there were no puddles in Brightwood. It never rained. So, where had I jumped into puddles? Did I really dream of my experiences in the rain, and if so, how?
How did I know what it felt like? These thoughts came over me pretty much every day, and that day had been no different.
My gaze had been on the windowpane, trying to guess what a raindrop would look like sliding down, when Kaz Issacs let out an exaggerated sigh from behind me.
In front of him, Jessa Pollux had been tapping her pen on her desk. It wasn’t annoying at first, then she kept doing it—tap, tap, tappity tap. And then it was annoying. I could tell it was annoying, because Kaz had politely asked her three times to stop making noise, to which she had ignored him, and if anything, tapped louder, this time drumming in frenzied beats on her workbooks. Now, I had grown up learning that The Urge came with no warning or motive, or reason. It happened whether you liked it or not. Kaz was… different. His case was rare.
This time he did have a motive, and despite having it hammered into us our whole lives that killing didn’t need a reason and was not driven by negative emotion, my classmate did have a reason—and was in fact driven by anger.
Anger strong enough to murder.
This time, I saw it happen in clarity. When I caught movement in the corner of my eye, I was twisting around with the rest of the class, to see the boy halfway off his chair, his fingers wrapped around a knife.
The girl instantly knew what he was going to do, even without turning around. We weren’t supposed to be scared of dying, I thought dizzily, watching the girl let out a wail and dive forwards, her eyes cartoon like. Like an animal, Kaz already had a tight hold of her ponytail and tugged her back. Though in fight or flight, this girl was screaming, flailing.
She didn’t want to die, I thought.
Was that normal?
Mom always insisted if it was our time, it was our time. If someone attacked us, even family members, then we accepted it.
I caught the moment her elbow knocked into the boy’s mouth, just as he drove the blade of the knife into her skull. Until then, he had been panting and laughing, his eyes lit up with an insanity I only knew from my mom’s tales.
She told me stories where her friends had gotten pleasure from killing. As quick as it had come, though, the euphoria of taking someone’s life left the boy’s eyes, and he dropped to the ground, one hand over his mouth, the other slipping from the knife.
The teacher was already commenting on no murder allowed in class and ordering Kaz to go and clean himself up. I wasn’t sure he could hear her though. When he lifted his head, I glimpsed something seeping through his fingers, running in sharp rivulets down his wrist.
And then my gaze was flicking to his expression which was definitely not what I was expecting. Replacing joy and unbridled pleasure was fear. His eyes were wide, frightened, lips twisted.
It was the exact same expression I had seen on Mrs Jenson. A cocktail of confusion and pain, followed by a sense of emptiness. Like neither of them could understand where they were, or even who they were. I guessed that was what The Urge did, or the variants which contorted in people and made them reject it.
Like a wounded animal, Kaz’s frenzied gaze scanned our faces and he blinked, before realising his nose was bleeding. “Fuck.” He muffled under his hand. The boy jumped to his feet, and in three shaky strides, he was pulling open the classroom door and disappearing down the hallway in a stumbled run. The next day, the boy came to class with his usual smile.
When I asked him what happened, he explained it was just an ”abnormal reaction” and he was fine. Kaz’s words were strange though.
He wasn’t even looking at me, and his smile was far too big. He got his first kill though, so that gave him bragging rights as the first sophomore to come of age. Kaz Issacs and Annalise Duval both had similar experiences. One of them had clearly lost their mind, while the other seemingly avoided it.
And speaking of Kaz, it wasn’t the norm for him to be talking to me at school. But there he was, blocking my way into the classroom.
“Hey.” He was quick to side-step in front of me when I tried pushing him out of the way.
There had been an instance the year prior when I considered asking him to prom. He was a reasonably attractive guy, reddish dark hair sprouting from a baseball cap. But then I remembered what he did to that girl in front of him. I remembered the sound of his knife slicing through skin, cartilage and bone, and despite her cry, her wails for him to stop, he kept going, driving it further and further into her skull. I couldn’t look him in the eye after that.
“Can we talk?”
“No.”
My mouth was still sort of hurting, and I was questioning my sanity, so speaking to Kaz wasn’t really on my to-do list that morning.
Kaz didn’t move, sticking an arm out so I couldn’t get passed him. “Have you got toothache by any chance?” To emphasise his words, he stuck his finger in his mouth, dragging his index across his upper incisors.
“Like, bad toothache.” His voice was muffled by his finger. Kaz leaned forward, arching a brow. “You do, don’t you? Right now, you feel your whole mouth is on fire and yet you can’t detect any wobblies.”
The guy’s words sent a slither of ice tingling down my spine. He was right. I hadn’t felt right since biting into that apple.
When I didn’t say anything, his lip twitched into a scowl. “Alright. You don’t want to talk.” He raised two fingers in a salute. “Suit yourself.”
“What do you mean?”
He shrugged. “When you feel like talking, I’m here, aight? I’ll be your support system or whatever.”
Kaz’s words didn’t really hit me until several days later when I woke up with a throbbing mouth, knelt over the corpse of my mother.
The Urge had finally come. It was something I had been anticipating and fearing my whole life, terrified I wouldn’t get it and end up ostracized by my loved ones. But when I saw my mom’s body, and the vague memory of plunging a kitchen knife into her chest hit me, I didn’t feel happy or relieved. I felt like I had done something bad. Which was the wrong thing to think. Killing was good, the words echoed in my mind. Killing was our way of release. How could I think that when there was a knife clutched between my fingers?
The weapon which had killed her. Hurt her. How was this supposed make me feel good and not like I was dying? My mother's eyes were closed.
Peaceful. Like she had accepted her death. The teeth of the blade dripped deep, dark red, and I know I should have felt something which was joy, or happiness. Except all I felt was empty.
I felt despair in its purest form which began to chew me up from the inside as I lulled from my foggy thoughts. I screamed. I wasn't supposed to scream. I wasn't supposed to cry, but my eyes were stinging, and I felt like I was being suffocated. I saw flashes in quick succession; a room bumbling with moving silhouettes, and the smell of... coffee. Mom never let me try coffee, and I was sure we never had it in the house. So, how did I know the feeling of it running down my throat and quenching my thirst? How did I know the aroma of crushed coffee beans struggling to prick at memories refusing to surface? My mouth throbbed once again, my thoughts growing foggy and distant.
Just like in my bedroom, the walls started to swim. This time, I dived to my feet and jumped over my mom’s corpse, slamming my hands into them. They were real. I could feel them.
Even as I slammed my fists into them, however, somehow, they felt wrong. Like I was hitting an object which was supposed to be real but wasn’t. Almost as if on cue, there it was again.
Laughing. Loud shrieks of hysterical laughter thrumming in time to dull pain pounding in my back tooth. Blinking through an intense mind fog choking my mind, my first coherent thought was that yes, Kaz was right. I did have a loose tooth, and when I was sure of that, I was stuffing my bloody fingers inside my mouth and trying to find it. I had grabbed at the knife feverishly, my first thought to cut it out, when there was a sudden knock at my front door.
Slipping barefoot on the blood pooling across our kitchen floor, I struggled to get to the door without throwing up my insides.
Annalise Duval was standing on my doorstep. I had seen her in an odd assortment of clothes, but this one was definitely eye catching.
The girl was wearing a wedding dress which hung off of her, the veil barely clinging onto the mess of bedraggled curls she never brushed. Blinking at me through straggly blonde hair, the girl almost resembled an angel. The dress itself was filthy, blood and dirt smeared down the corset, and the skirt torn up. But she did suit it, in a weird way. “Hello, Elle.” The girl lifted a hand in a wave. Her smile wasn’t crazed, like my classmates had described. Instead, it was… sad.
Annalise’s gaze found my hands slick with my mother’s blood, though barely seemed fazed.
“Do you want to see the wall people?” She whispered.
Until then, I had ignored her ramblings. Then I started hearing the laughing, and suddenly “wall people” didn’t sound so crazy after all.
I nodded.
“Can you hear the laughing?” I asked.
“Sometimes.”
“Sometimes?”
“Mmm.” She did a twirl in the dress. “That’s how it started for me. Laughing. I heard a looooottt of laughing—and then I found the wall people.” I winced when she came close, so close, almost suffocating me. “Nobody believes me and it’s sad. I’m just trying to tell people about the wall people and they label me as crazy. They say something went wrronnnggg with my head,” Annalise stuck two fingers into her temple, miming pulling a trigger. “I’m not the wrong one. I know about the wall people, and the laughing. I know why I got the urge to kill my mom.”
“Annalise,” I spoke calmly. “Can you tell me what you mean?”
“Hm?”
Her eyes were partially vacant, that one slither of coherence quickly fading away.
Instead of speaking, I took her arm gently, and pulled her down my driveway. “Can you show me what you found?”
Annalise danced ahead of me, tripping in her wedding dress. She cocked her head. “Did you kill your mother?” Her lips twitched. “That’s funny. According to the wall people, you’re not supposed to kill someone until seasonal two.”
The girl blinked, giggling, and I forced myself to run after her. Jesus, she was fast. Even wearing a wedding dress. Annalise leapt across the sidewalk, twisting and twirling around, like she was in her own world. Before she landed in front of me, and her expression almost looked sane. “I wonder which season it will be. Will it be Summer? Maybe Fall, or Winter. I guess it’s not up to you, is it? It’s up to The Urge.”
Laughing again, the girl grabbed my hand, her fingernails biting into my skin. I glimpsed a single drop of red run from her nose, which she quickly wiped with the sleeve of her dress, leaving a scarlet smear. “Let’s go and see the wall people, Elle,” she hummed. As her footsteps grew stumbled, blood ran down her chin, spotting the sidewalk. I don’t know if coherency ever truly hit Annalise Duval, but knowing she was bleeding, her steps grew quicker. More frenzied.
“Your nose,” was all I could say, when rivers of intense red strained the girl’s dress.
Annalise nodded with a sad smile. “I know!” she said. “Don’t worry, it will stop when I shut up.” Her smile widened. “But what if I don’t shut up? What if I show you the wall people?” To my surprise, she leapt forward and flung out her arms, tipping her head back and yelling at the sky. “What if I don’t shut up?” Annalise laughed. “What are the wall people going to do, huh? Are you going to explode my brain?”
When people started to come out of their houses to see what was going on, I dragged her into a run.
“Are you insane?” I hissed out.
“Maybe!”
Annalise seemed to be floating through awareness and whatever the fuck The Urge had done to her. “Don’t worry, they’re just peeking.”
“What?”
The girl had an attention span of a rock. Her gaze went to the sky. “They’re going to turn the sun off so I can’t show you.”
Her words meant nothing to me, before the clouds started to darken, and just like Annalise had predicted, the sky started to get dark.
Knowing that somehow this supposedly crazy girl knew when things were going to happen only quickened my steps into a run.
“Hey!”
Halfway down the street, Kaz Issacs was riding his bike towards us. Which I found odd. Kaz didn’t own a bike. He rode the bus to school.
“Elle!” Waving at me with one hand, his other grasping at handlebars, Kaz pedalled faster. “Yo! Do you want to hang out?”
“Peeking.” Annalise said under her breath.
Ignoring Kaz, I nodded at Annalise to keep going, though the boy didn’t give up. We twisted around, and he caught up easily, skidding on the edge of the sidewalk. When he came to an abrupt stop in front of us, his gaze flicked to Annalise. “Shouldn’t you be praying in the forest?”
The girl recoiled back like a cat, hissing out, “Peeking!”
Kaz shot me a look. “Of all the people you could have made friends with you chose Annalise Duval?” His eyes softened when I ignored him and pulled the girl further down the road. Kaz followed slowly on his bike.
"Where are you going anyway? Isn't it late?”
It was 4pm.
Hardly late.
I decided to humor him. “We’re going to see the wall people.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Do I sound like I’m kidding?” I turned my attention to him. “You asked me if I had a toothache, right?”
His expression crumpled. “I did?”
I noticed Annalise was clingier with him around, sticking to my side. Every time he moved, she flinched, tightening her grip on my arm. She was leading us into the forest, and I swore, the closer we were getting to the clearing, the more town’s people were popping up out of nowhere. An old woman greeted us, followed by a man with a dog, and then a group of kids from school. Annalise entangled her fingers in mine, pulling me through the clearing.
Kaz followed, hesitantly, biking over rough ground. I caught him fall off balance for a moment before his hands flew out to grasp onto his handlebars. “Once again, I think this is a bad idea,” he said in a sing-song voice. “We should go back.”
When it was too dangerous for his bike, he abandoned it and joined my side.
“Elle, the girl is insane,” Kaz hissed out. “What are you even doing? What is this going to accomplish except potentially getting lost?”
“I want to know if she’s telling the truth,” I murmured back.
He scoffed. “Telling the truth? Look at this place!” He spread out his arms, gesturing to the rapidly darkening forest. “There’s nothing here!”
“No.” Annalise ran ahead, staggering over trippy ground. “No, it’s right over here!” She was still fighting a nosebleed, and her words were starting to slur. The girl twisted to Kaz. “You’re peeking,” she spat, striding over to him until they were face to face. “Stop peeking,” she said, her fingers delving under her wedding skirt where she pulled out a knife and pressed it to his throat. “If you peek again, I will cut you open.”
Kaz nodded. “Got it, Blondie. No peeking.”
Annalise didn’t move for a second, her hands holding the knife trembling. “You’re not going to tell me I’m crazy again,” she whispered.
“You’re not crazy,” Kaz said dryly.
“Say it again.”
“You’re not crazy!” He yelped when she pressed pressure onto the blade. “Can you stop swinging that around? Jeez!”
Annalise shot me a grin, and it took a second for me to realise.
Kaz was scared of the knife.
He was scared of dying—which meant, whether he liked it or not, the boy had in fact not gone through with The Urge.
I thought the girl was going to slash Kaz’s throat open in delight, but instead she looped her arm in his like they were suddenly best friends.
“Come on, Elle!” She danced forwards, pulling the boy with her. “We’re closeeeee!”
I wasn’t sure about that.
What we were, however, was lost. When the three of us came to a stop, it was pitch black, and I was struggling to see in front of me. Annalise, however, walked straight over to thin air, and gestured to it with a grin. “Tah-da!” Spluttering through pooling red, she let out a laugh.
“See!”
Kaz, who was still uncomfortably pressed to her no matter how hard he strained to get away, shot me a look I could barely make out.
“I’m sorry, what did I say? That we were going to get lost? That Annalise is certifiably crazy and we’re very fucking lost?”
At first, I thought I really was crazy. Maybe Annalise’s condition was contagious. I could hear it again. Laughing.
But this time it was coming from exactly where Annalise was pointing—and when the girl slammed her hand into thin air, there was a loud clanging noise which sounded like metal.
Slowly, I made my way towards it, and when my hands were touching sleek metal, what felt like the corners of a door, more pain struck my upper incisors. “Holy shit.” Kaz was pressing himself against the door, and then slamming his fists into it. “The crazy bitch was right.” His words hung in my thoughts on a constant cycle, as we delved into what should have been forest.
After all, we had been standing in the middle of nowhere. The laughter was deafening when I stepped over the threshold, and I had to slap my hands over my ears to block it out. Through the invisible door, however, was exactly what Annalise had described. Wall people.
All around us were what looked like television screens, and on those screens—were people. Faces.
They were not part of the laughter. The laughter was mechanical and wrong, rooted deep inside my skull. The faces which stared down at us looked like normal people, men and women, with some of them teens, and even younger children. Annalise and Kaz were next to me, their head s tipped back, gazes glued to the screens. Not the ones I was looking at. The ones on tiny computer monitors.
It was when I was tearing my eyes from our audience, did I start to see what made Kaz stiffen up next to me. One screen in particular showed his face. He was younger, maybe a year or two. No, I thought, barf creeping up my throat. It was when he had killed that girl.
His hands clasped in his lap were still stained and slick with her blood. The Kaz on the screen seemed a lot more laid back, his feet resting on the table in front of him. There was a cockiness in his eyes I had never seen before. This boy’s eyes were cruel. “Why exactly have you signed up for this program?” A man’s voice crackled off screen.
“Duh.” Kaz held up his scarlet hands, a grin twisting on his lips. “So I can get my Darkroom rep back.” He leaned forward, his eyes wide. “That is going to happen, right? I don’t do this shit for free, and I’ve got one million followers to impress, man. Darkroom loves me. Even if I did go too far that one time, which wasn't even my fault."
“You are correct.” The man said. “Darkroom does benefit from its influencers. Our program aims to help satisfy certain… needs across the planet, by broadcasting them right here,” He paused. “You have killed five people before signing up for Darkroom, correct? Your parents?”
“Parents and brother,” Kaz chuckled. “I gutted them with my fave knife, and then filmed it. Obviously, my Tik-Tok got taken down with all the freaks in the comments moaning, and suddenly I find you guys! A whole lot of sick fucks, but who’s complaining, right? Not me.”
“And,” the man cleared his throat. “You will keep killing? We are aware the initial implant impacted your brain quite badly. In the subdued state, you will keep killing, as the so-called ‘urge’ says. However, in reality we will be sending signals to your brain which will make you kill.”
“Alright, do it.”
“Are you sure? We couldn’t help noticing during your first kill, you seemed to… well, react in a way we haven’t seen before.”
He cocked his head. “Did my fans like it?”
“Well, yes—”
“Good.” Kaz held out his arm. “Do it again. And do it right this time. As long as I’m getting 40K every appearance, I’m good. You can slice my brain up all you want, I’m getting paid and followers. So.” His gaze found the camera.
“What are you waiting for?”
When the screen went black, before flickering to a birds-eye view, and then a close up of my house, I felt my legs give-way.
As if on impulse, I prodded at my mouth and felt for the loose tooth.
“That…” Kaz spoke up, his voice a breathy whisper. His eyes were still glued to the screen. “That… wasn’t me! Well, it was me... but I don’t… I don’t remember that!”
Instead of answering him, I turned to the startled looking boy when alarm bells started ringing, and the room was suddenly awash in red.
“Peeking!” Annalise screamed, dropping to her knees, rocking backwards and forwards.
Ignoring her, I focused on Kaz. Or whoever the fuck he was. “You need to knock my tooth out. Now."