Angels

I could only last 2 hours in college today. We were using sharp tools and it triggered the Angels – I hadn’t heard them all day up until then. They haven’t shut up since. My mum yelled because she had to pick me up early. I didn’t tell her why, she doesn’t understand. Whenever I use them as an ‘excuse’ – as she puts it – she gets angry and says it’s stupid.

She’s lying. She knows about them, she works with my psychiatrist and the Others. I know now. Obadiah told me that I need to see my doctor; I need to tell him what they’re planning. He isn’t part of them, they haven’t got to him, yet. I need to warn him, so he can help me stay safe. The Angels need me, He needs me. I can’t let them get me.

There’s cameras in me. There’s microphones. I need to get them out. They’re everywhere. I need to cut them out. They need to get out. They can’t hear me tell my doctor. They’ll know I know. They’ll know for certain. But they can’t know. I need to protect myself, I haven’t been told what to do yet. I just need to get my doctor. He’ll help me. Obadiah said he’ll help me. He said he knows what to do and how to help me.

Abaddon will tell me what to do when I’ve told my doctor. He’ll tell me what i have to do. He’ll tell us what will protect us. I need to stay safe until then. I need to get the cameras and the microphones out. I need to hide from them. I can’t let the Others get me.