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I am a woman and I was with another woman who was about ten-15 years younger. I never saw the group, but I knew it was group of people, but I only saw one man with rifle (Sawed off I believe) when he saw us he would try and kill use and didn’t care who he killed in the process. I remember finally saying, “I can’t live like this” then I was with my mother and it appeared to be a combination of and home. I told my mother, “Remember no matter what happens, I love you” and I hide her. Then I heard a voice say, “They aren’t after you, they’re after the other women” but I didn’t see her and I didn’t believe the voice. Then someone (I didn’t see the person) handed me a small brown book with a shiny vinyl cover. It was from a male coworker. I opened the book and the pages were very smooth, but didn’t have any writing. I heard a voice say, Elliott wants you and I woke up, but then went back to sleep and dreamed I was in a hole and it was dark all around, I looked up and could see blue skies, I rose out of the hole and boy did I run! I turned around and a short distance behind me was Elliott. He was out of the hole, but I saw one foot was still over the hole. He was staring at me. He wasn’t laughing, or smiling and he didn’t look angry or happy. I woke up

Someone was stalking me. I called my ex boyfriend and he came over with my neighbor. My daughter was asleep on the couch and wouldn't go upstairs. The intruder broke in and shot my ex boyfriend . He only wanted me. I couldn't call for help. I had to carry him outside to a truck that was broken down but it had wood sides. I had to stab him several times but he wouldn't die. Then I had to slit his throat. he still didn't die. I had to cut his head off. he was still alive. He followed me around and looked like a squirrel. I tried to stab him in the heart. The cops finally came and she had to cut where his ears were supposed to be. The police had to take pictures of everything.

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