I placed a hit on one of the CNA's at Acadia as soon as I got there.

He started to sweat pretty fast when he found out the group I am affiliated with.

Not just the Yakuza, but also the Dark Illuminati.

Phil, I think his name was.

He was a big, brute'ish Skulls member.

He rubbed me the wrong way, one day.

Too condescending ..

I dressed in black each day I was in the hospital.

We had our time to spend with our cell-phones, and I just listened to jeet-boosting music and did tai chi after each "computer" time session.

Eventually, he got really nervous around me.

I don't know who would be to blame, but at the last second I called it off, and he just telepathically reflected, while I could hear his confession,

"I wish I was a dark illuminati."

* * * * * * 

I've dressed in black since a young age, but much less can be said for "The Meg."

Some hollywood film no-one watched.

She punched the needle too deeply, and hit a bone-nerve, when I had my thorazine-spliced shot of "drugs from the hospital."

It hurt so bad, I communicated with the Yakuza, in apology, and confession, for their help for almost an entire hour of begging for help.



The knife was shipped by airplane / jet in about 24 hours, and it is said that "The Meg"

(A Corrupt Nurse)

Was knifed quietly at a crowded club party, while I rested in my hospital room.


She never returned to work.