Just when I thought I had figured out who my enemy is, another appeared. I was doing some recon and I stumbled across a squirrel hunter. He was only armed with an air soft handgun, but it was enough to catch me off guard. He's not as smart as he looks, when I regained consciousness I was able to trick him into a staring contest. I won, and he let me go...after I hog-tied him to his Ford pick-up.
I apologize for my long absence...I have actually been in hiding from those of my own kind. They seem to think that I am like them, ha ha ha. How could they know that being exposed to radiation has given me the intelligence of an 8 year old girl? All I can do is just toss them a nut and run the other way. Soon they will be in hibernation and I can commence my plan of revenge on the federal man. Soon.
Not a night goes by without awakening from a nightmare. Spending time in the hole wears down your soul, pardon the pun. Even though I have been free for almost a week, I can't escape the dreams. The sounds of my captor going about his day. Relentless tapping of a keyboard, mundane conversation about something called "Cougar Football", and the gum chewing...the guy must have a jaw made of steel. You would think the night would be the easiest, the jail silent but for the sounds of the other unseen prisoners. This is when I would fear sleep, that the captor would return and torture me in my dreams. Now I must sleep, The Ride of the Valkyries is the only medicine I need.
After 18 months of time in a federal prison I managed to escape. It wasn't easy, spending my days in solitary confinement. The hole is everything that you would expect: a dark lonely road to insanity. I need sleep. Soon I will tell the tale of my life, and why this man would be so cruel to a squirrel.
I apologize for my long absence...I have actually been in hiding from those of my own kind. They seem to think that I am like them, ha ha ha. How could they know that being exposed to radiation has given me the intelligence of an 8 year old girl? All I can do is just toss them a nut and run the other way. Soon they will be in hibernation and I can commence my plan of revenge on the federal man. Soon.
Not a night goes by without awakening from a nightmare. Spending time in the hole wears down your soul, pardon the pun. Even though I have been free for almost a week, I can't escape the dreams. The sounds of my captor going about his day. Relentless tapping of a keyboard, mundane conversation about something called "Cougar Football", and the gum chewing...the guy must have a jaw made of steel. You would think the night would be the easiest, the jail silent but for the sounds of the other unseen prisoners. This is when I would fear sleep, that the captor would return and torture me in my dreams. Now I must sleep, The Ride of the Valkyries is the only medicine I need.
After I was freed from my captivity I was stuck in this bag and was carried onto a boat. I was taken to Seattle. At first I was thrilled to be out of that government facility....
After I got to know my new captors I began to like them. They taught me how to play B.S.
No....
Not bad at all...
And I tried root beer. It was pretty good, definitely better than the prison rations they fed me.... I also showed the girls how you effectively kill someone. We documented this with their camera. I'll post them later.
