The Week Leading Up

Roughly June 13th, 2011 to June 19th, 2011

The torture group ran torture activity in the week leading up to the official beginning of my schizophrenia torture. I was sick for a full week and during that week I saw and heard some stories which could seem to be connected to the following torture but were not set up to be connected yet nor explained to me at the time.

At this time I was unaware of what I was going through. Despite twenty-one years of torture I had been taught that I was not a torture victim. I was told that these stories were my imagination. I called them my visions. I thought I was imagining these things.

Story one: a woman and a man are having sex. She mounts him and says “When I’m on top I’m in charge!” This about sums up what I saw. There were a few versions of the same scene.

Story two: Jakob was at his father’s house. He felt it start and locked himself in the bathroom. He knew he knew her from somewhere. Who was this girl he was seeing. He pulled out his address book and started quickly leafing through. Then the sensations began. Violent pleasure sensations ripped through his body. These were the memories of past sexual encounters with the girl. He tried to be quiet but was soon moaning in pleasure laid out on the floor. His family heard him and stood by the outside window laughing and recording him.

Story three: I could hear a bed being moved around. I thought I was coming from above me. We have a single story house without an attic. I could hear a young man and girl having sex. Soon I could see them. She was a blonde. I thought it might be my neighbor. I thought it might be strangers who had broken into the crawlspace above my head.

When the torture group started the Jakob Dylan months they claimed these stories were part of them. A prelude. That’s a lie. These were likely the test run for the intense video and audio torture content I was about to experience. Like many of the stories I was told multiple times a day for nearly 365 days these stories are inane and soap opera style absurd.

 

 

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