Chapter 23:
They started by continuing to make threats on my life, the more I drew the more clearly I could hear them. After about a week I could start to hear them even when I wasn't drawing. I walked out to the dege of town to test they're fucking range to see if I could get away from them, this wasn't schizophrenia, these were distinct voives, with distinct personalities that were able to hold a conversation, one filled with absoulte disgust and hatred towards me but a conversation nonetheless, one said "you're taking your abilities for granted".
I responded "I don't even know what my abilities are! Suddenly I can hear you guys!" They responded with more hate and threats, it just scared me more. I drew a vehicle with a sword strapped two it but then I identifed two of the silloutes giving them approximate form as an evil Spitfire and Belome from Super Mario RPG as in the way of the vehicle. Next thing I knew I saw a truck on the edge of town with tthe keys in the ignition and no one around, and then two of the voices talkedd me out of stealing it to try and get away from Lamar, CO to see if these assholes had a fucking range limit. Graffiti appeared outside of my apart ment that said "go" in black letters, I wantedto get them out of my fucking head at this point anyways so I stopped drawing, Took a train away From Lamar Co and I could STILL hear them! I got off at garden city kansas and one of the voices said "you should've looked before you leaped" Garden city. Wooden toaster beyond her garden. pmv beyond her tomb. I saw pitchforks everywhere in the concrete, and sidewalk of that town, built right into the archetecture, every day, everyonejust walking by and NOBODY notices. I was freaking out so much and bthe voices wrent helping to calm my nerves, my gut told me I was in danger, not immediately when I got there but when I got to s strip mall near a sams club. I went into the sams club and asked for anyone, ANYONE to drive me out of that town, I could wait for the train in Dodge city. No one listened, so I made to push the emergency exit to bring both fire fighters AND cops here since Texas taught me to not trust just cops anymore, rhe woman at the regester got in my way so I pushed her into the emergency exit. I contunued applying pressure, not enough to hurt her, but just enough force to keep the button pressed.
She got the picture and didn't like being a sandwich and moved out of the way. Firefighters and cops showed up, I was propmptly arrested, I cooperated, and then... they stuck me in a singe room alone with more religous scribblings around me. A voice rose above the others in this "councail" that could somehow speak into my mind and started giving me instructions. I said I'd obey, then the cops let me out shortly after, and I didn't obey after that. I got to around the trainstation checked youtube on my phone "black pistol fire" showed up as the first result so I hid behind a bush, looked up and called the non emergency number. Told a cop I felt in danger at the station, he said when he got there "this is garden city, nothing bad ever happens here".