Arrested!

By Benji Clark - Truth Unveiled

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Welcome back, intrepid readers! Going dark was very necessary, as I had suspected that they would be able to track my location even if I used hidden servers and unlicensed VPNs, relaying the updates from various fake places around the world. Turns out, that's NOT what ultimately happened as I write this, possibly last, update from the discomfort of a jail cell.

Tech

The first thing I did, as I said, was find a computer nerd. He called himself Tech, and he was surprisingly well-equipped. I knew that cybertech was more advanced than they ever let on, and Tech was no disappointment. This is something I'll have to cover in more detail in a later post, if I ever get the opportunity. Garrison Independence, a decommissioned Civil War fort, experimented on the Native populations with next-level cybertech even in the 1800s. They found ways to genetically engineer the Natives and thus their bodies didn't reject the cybertech. Stolen genetic know-how from the Grays no doubt!

Rumors persist that one of the most famous outlaws of the Old West, Manson Cole, was somehow able to live forever though the cybertech developed at the garrison. But that's just a rumor.

I digress.

Tech was nice enough, or so I thought. He was able to get me a new identity and some relays for posting on the blog that wouldn't be traceable, even by the military. I thanked him and moved on to a safe house one of my other friends was able to obtain for me.

Much Needed Training

It came to my attention, painfully, in the incident at the mall, that I had no combat skills whatsoever. So I practiced a few times a week with various handguns, and I think I'm a decent shot now. I'm still less than useless in hand-to-hand combat, but at least I can fight at a distance with some firearms. I feel like that's a good start. Maybe I'll take some martial arts, if I ever settle in one place for any length of time.

The problem with that, though, is that I'm never going to get that chance because of what happened next.

The Arrest

Everything I just described doesn't sound like much, but it happened over the course of January until now. When you're trying to stay underground, you take forever to do simple things because you don't want to leave too many footprints for your pursuers.

I've been purposely staying away from the blog so they wouldn't find me, but it turns out they didn't need any of that. Tech turned me in. I knew I shouldn't have used anyone I got The Plague-vibes from. Ugh. What was I thinking?

The arrest scene was nothing to write home about. I had no opportunity to move when they busted down my door, those cliche men in black. They escorted me to a dingy cell and here I currently sit, awaiting a trial, or worse.

Final Thoughts

I have no idea what's going to happen to me, readers. There's nothing any of you can currently do to help me. If you feel led and you're a believer in God, pray for me. If not, just send me good vibes. I'm trying to face this with determination and fearlessness, but I have to say it's hard. These are the people who can make you disappear if they feel like it.

I hope that I will have better news soon.

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Stay tuned! I'll update if I can.