Chapter 27:
I drew some more on a napkin in a
 resteraunt in theairport. It was something I wanted to draw for once and I was able to do it, Link stabbing Ganondorfin the chest. As usual intuation kicked in and I figured more shit out, josef is somehow trying to take my place
 as the son of god through some wierd soul voodoo, the reason, greg can do what he can do is because the alteration to the God particle cern
produced
 MADE him more like God the father, or merged their wills?
as I figured out who some of the most dangerous people on the planet are, and that I was "raised"along side them, one of them said "you'd give Spock a run for his money." After finishing my meal at the resteraunt, it was good. I liked the potatos, I left and wandered the airport for a bit more and found a place to sleep there. Eventually, at that airport I started trying to find some names through ancestry.com, I started with Helen Crist, and expanded on the people she was associated with from there, what I found made me start crying, EVERYONE she was associated with was dead. EVERY SINGLE ONE. I kept flipping to the next page hoping to find someone alive, but no, and I kept on crying. They all, or, a lot of them rather "died" (were killed probably)between 2016 and 2023. I also tried to find any relavent newspaper articles from around 1990 but I couldn't piece anything together. My real mothers name may be Durothy Mealener but I can't be fucking sure at this point, who knows. I started playing a playlist of music loudly in the airport "I don't want to set the world on fire, way of the dodo, the finish line, spaceship, the final countdown, closingtime" I wanted to make it painfully obvious to any aliens around me that I knew wht they knew. Soon enough they actually did respond, I sat doewn and started charging my phone, and then a bunch of workers, started throwing suitcases with red x's on them on a pile, and kept on adding more and more suitcases with red x's on them on a pile behind the counter, occasionally looking over at me, I got the feeling it was time to move and I did, to the other side of the airport where I tried to remain quiet as a mouse. The next day, nabout in the middle of it, I felt Bobby's presense again, I walked away from where I felt it but ultimately ended up calling 911 again. They met me at door "500",reminded me of the doctor who episode "the long game" and floor 500 in that episode. When they took me to the hospital I did something I regret, I admit it's possible I mispercieved the situation, but I felt that they were going to move me to some offsite facility somehwere unless I did something rash, so, I put my hands around a womans neck.
That's unmistakable in a record, try covering THAT up. So I was sent to a psychward with red socks, psych ward, getthis, section 500.
The first thing that happened when I got in there was a patient in the group room who looked at me and said "they're watching you you know, you know WAY too much".