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11-02-2007 @ 11:16AM
There are things no sane man can know... They are watching me right now... they see my thoughts. Once I talked to someone from _outside_ and was promptly disconnected. They put keyloggers and backdoors on my computer. They know every button I press. They control my firewall… oh god.I tried moving on, out of my apartment, to another city – I changed my name. But the further I went, the worse the stabbing pain in my lower back got. I can’t get through metal detectors, they won’t let me on a plane - the doctors can’t find it. Oh god.I called Blizzard to have my server switched, but the operator stopped talking when I told her my account name. Hushed tones in the background, and then a buzzing sound. The voice changed, a rumbling older man picked up the phone. He said I would be banned if I tried to switch servers, he said they would ban my friends. He said I couldn’t even use game cards then… they know too much.I… must tank. They don’t let me sleep much, only to rest my eyes. When I don’t wake up for raids my phone rings constantly. I slept outside one night, in a park across the street. An old bum approached me, he asked me for food or money, I said I didn’t have any… then he asked me for gold, he asked if I could run him through shadowfang keep – I ran forever.I caught a taxi… I told him my address, but he didn’t acknowledge it – he raced me home very quickly and took some back ways even I didn’t know about. When I got home he wouldn’t take my money and snarled at me.I pray for patch day… I pray for server downtime. My family calls sometimes – when they manage to get through they tell me my girlfriend is very nice – I don’t have a girlfriend. I’m afraid… things are okay when I play a lot. They give me loot, they pay my repairs, they give me enchants and gems – but I can never leave.I look out my window at night, and swear that I can see the things below me, in trench coats… lurching along the sidewalk opposite my apartment. The street light under my window reflects their glasses… all of them wearing glasses, a hundred pairs of uniformly-shaped shining reflections staring up me, O’ God.
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