They’re going crazy. You have no idea. It’s like the last days of Rome.
Proof to me that he can see me.
All the people I’m talking to are THE NICEST PEOPLE who are in hell because of D. It is a nightmare we can’t talk in person because D needs to be a restaurant supplier to cannibals in order to torture us to death constantly.
Elvis always tells me it’s much worse for him then he tells me over and over exactly what will happen to D.
