A fictional tale about the illuminati backing a nameless person into a corner.

This is merely a fictional tale about the illuminati backing a nameless person into a corner. I was planning on typing this on a computer, but my laptop battery somehow went from over 50 percent power to 0 power on my way to the library, strange things seem to happen when I'm angry concerning batteries alternators and other things, so this will have to be a briefer fictional story then I had planned.

So theres this nameless man whom the illuminati doesn't like very much so they've been messing with his life. They've put him on many lists, he is not allowed to have a phone, he's not allowed to get a passport, they've even confiscated all his IDs so he can not even drive now or travel, they now even make it very difficult for him to use the Internet.

He lives off the grid just a few miles from a small town that just happens to be on a witches crossroads, so it is populated by a large percentage of witches, witches can only do certain things on a witches crossroads, so they gather at them, he has his own, but quite different reasons then them for living on a witches crossroads. Thus far he has just accepted having to walk the 3 or 4 miles to town and 3 to 4 back about 5 times a week to get water, but things have just changed. He's tired every day not from the walk at all, but because the illuminati appearently call out a dispatch of psychic vampires to try to drain his energy everywhere he goes, so he gets some energy taken from him before he realizes he is being drained, then expends some more energy using offensive defense on the energy thieves. He also is extremely sensitive to unclean things, especially coming into contact with something a menstruating woman has touched completely drains him of energy, so he has been majorly energy deficient for quite some time.

He's got a dog, that he used to take with him to town, but he can't even do that anymore, as the witches have tried to poison the dog, while the dogs tied up outside while he's getting water, very stupid witches that must know not what would happen to them, if they actually succeeded in killing his dog, he would not mind it too much though as the person who succeeded would then find themselves wearing a collar and leash and being his new bipedal dog. They've also been tying to shoot his dog on his property, one of the witches spreads rumors his dog kills other dogs, the illuminati has been watching him and his dog 24/7 for years now and knows as well as he does the dog loves other dogs and doesn't kill them, but yet every time someone's dog runs away for an hour or two either a cop or the person who's dog merely ran off comes and asks him about it, inferring his dog killed it, but all of the dogs came back later. All this is just a backdrop to this fictional story and is of little consequence.

He was just in the store buying water like he does nearly everyday, he came into contact with something unclean, got sapped of most of his energy, which is a near daily occurance, then he got in line to pay for his water, it was an unusually long line this particular day, he saw a very stupid looking psychic vampire walk in the store who started staring at him and talking to himself about him, he then picked up what he was buying and came up to about 2 feet from our fictional character, complimented him on his hair, then proceeded to drain him of energy, for some reason or other the really stupid near retarded psychic vampires can take a tremendous amount of energy in a very short time, it may be that they are just too stupid to do it subtly. Well our fictional character realized he was being drained, so the psychic vampire started getting holes punched into his aura not the quick healing kind of holes either, most psychic vampires realize they are messing with someone they aught not mess with after the first or second very painful hole, this one was appearently too stupid to realize what was happening, he had to receive a substantially larger hole before he stopped draining him and he was close to getting his head ripped off quite literally.

Something then very insignificant to most, but incredibly significant to him happened. After he had paid for his water the cashier told him in a slightly mocking manner to drive safely. This struck his as a very odd thing to say, as she knew he was walking. He thought about it and deduced the time before she was asking if he wanted what he was buying doubled bagged, he replied no he was fine his bag is outside, that he puts his water and other things into to carry them home, she had misheard him and thought he said his car was outside, and thought he was a liar as everyone sees him walking since he no longer has any IDs and wouldn't be able to get his vehicle insured if he did still have a license as the illuminati has even removed his vehicles vin number from the car insurance database.

This type of misunderstanding has happened to him a great deal, but this time he saw a much greater significance in it. Years ago he had another very similar misunderstanding happen to him concerning a bag and the same type of water, no need to give the details of it as this much of the story has taken over an hour and a half to be written down already on using a mobile device. In any case he saw great significance in this event, he felt reality was trying to tell him something, that it was telling him that the illuminati challenged him to a game of chess and are cheating and he's had enough of it. The root of the word bag is interesting, coupled with the water and car.

He believes reality is telling him to just drive anyway, don't even stop if the police try to pull him over, he is being cheated and shoul not take it any longer, he can't travel can't get a job with no phone or I'd and can't even make a phone call. He's never even had a speeding ticket. He believes the straw has finally broken the camels back, it took a lot though.

He will be driving again soon and if the obese Masonic police in the little town he resides in thing they can stop him let them try, as he is fairly sure he's not supposed to be openly killing witches just yet, he's sure he has the right to defend himself if someone tries to lay a hand on him whether he be a police officer or not. The illuminati has backed him into a corner, and they say even a rat is dangerous when cornered, how much more dangerous do you think he is.

The illuminati hasn't much of a clue what he is even capable of, they might know a few of the things he is capable of, he doesn't yet want them to know exactly what he can do, but they likely already assume he can torture or possibly even kill by invisible means, they also might suspect he is a powerful clairvoyant, maybe even a mind reader, but they likely also suspect he can put up invisible barriers that can't be crossed by things that are out of their bodies. So they act like he has no recourse possible and they can do whatever they want too him, but they've until now just not pissed him off enough, as it took a lot. Perhaps if they keep angering him, he may take a very long walk around the small town he is in erect barriers on every house and every buIlding, so when the witches try to get out at night without their bodies, they will find they can't, it would be interesting to see whether they would start sleeping outside or just all move away.

Well this fictional story took 2 hours to type on a mobile device, and I wanted to include much more info but it should suffice.