Appollynon
Jedi Master
Back in January, I begun interacting with the SOTT site more on the news pages, and posting news regularly on my FB page. A few day later, I get a knock at my front door and to my surprise and shock, there was a man was standing at my door holding my mail. This chap seemed like a regular older, bespectacled guy in his 50's, but his eyes and his manor sent a chill down my spine before he had even spoken a word.
So there he was with my mail in his hands, and telling me that he was my neighbour from number 56, and that for some reason my mail had ended up at his house and he was here to return it. Immediately I knew he was lying. I say this as I had new neighbours at number 56 who had recently just moved in, and whom I had spoken too, a young couple with kids in their mid 30's, who did not have any older men such as this guy living with them! So I knew something was up, why did this unnerving mystery man have my mail and lie to my face about whom he was? I should have paid more attention.
Around 2-3 days later, I was having a chat to my best friend and house-mate about my time spent on the SOTT site and the posting of news I was doing on my FB page, as he was somewhat worried about my behaviour. I told my friend that I was simply trying to help wake people up to the psychopathic realty we live in, if I could, and help others more. My friend jokingly replied that if I was trying to go against the dark actors in charge of this world more overtly, then shouldn’t I be getting attacked by them more than I have been if what I was doing was on the money so to speak. That’s when I reached down into the morass of jumbled power cables in my lounge, from which my laptop would normally run, and realised that there was one laptop cable already there, that was not mine, as I had just brought my laptop and power cable down from my bedroom and hadn’t yet set them up.
So I raised the laptop cable and suggested to my friend that he had left his laptop cable here, and did he want to take it to his girlfriends place, where his laptop was (I had naively assumed that he had no power cable to run his laptop). When I said this and showed him the cable he turned ashen and the colour drained form his face in seconds, and he slowly told me that this laptop cable I held was not his, or his partners! It was only when I held this cable up to the light that I realised there was something amiss. There was black tape around the top of the laptop lead at the point where you connect the lead into your laptop power supply socket. I think my colour must have drained as quickly as my friends at this point.
On close examination of the lead, I realised that the black tape was not ordinary masking tape as you would expect to see in a repair job of a damaged power cable, but copper tape, which would conduct an electrical charge. The tape was very neatly wound around the tough plastic flex around the top of the cable end that plugs into a laptop, and it had been cut away in the middle of the flex revealing the regular black cable underneath. However, at the top end of this cut out section, where none of the underlying black cable had been stripped, there was underlying wire that had been peeled backwards over the exposed area of regular plastic cable, so that it was in touch with the black copper tape used to cover this area and the top part of the lead. Knowing how tough those parts of flex are, I couldn’t even begin to fathom how such a thing could have been done by accident, it seemed like a rather expert job of precise cutting/sabotage of the lead to expose enough wire to conduct an electrical current through the copper wire and into the hand of anyone plugging this wire into the mains. What had really sent a shiver down my spine was the fact that if I hadn’t have picked the lead up at that moment and held it up for my friend to look at, the “repair” job of the copper wire was done so well, that at a glance, everything looked normal, and I would have likely used the lead in error at some point in the near future.
We wondered how it could have gotten there, and who could have put it there, which is when I remembered the visit by the mysterious lying man a few days earlier, and also remembered that the day before I had gone out and stupidly left my patio doors unlocked! So we now knew, “when”, this lead could have been placed there, but still didn’t know for sure by whom, or if there was any connection to the mystery man at the door. I begun to wonder if this mystery man at the door was in some way connected to the mysterious house next door, to the left of my house.
I’ll explain a little more about this mysterious house and it’s visitor/s. I moved into my current address at the beginning of last August, and was overjoyed at the new garden from which I could watch the stars at night, compared to my previous home in an apartment. At the end of August I was made redundant and so begun spending more time at home than I was used too. After roughly two months of living there, and meeting a kindly elderly woman who lived on the semi-detached house to my right, it became clear that the house to my left was vacant, as there were never any lights on, movement or sounds, or anyone home, at any time during this period. What I found a little odd, about this house was that there was a car parked out on the front drive, which in the two months leading up to October, had never moved, not an inch. So while I could easily tell that there was no life or movement at this house, due to my proximity and time spend at home, from the outside it looked like someone may be living there. I decided to have a quick look on google map’s to get a better idea for how long that car had been sitting there on the drive, as I knew the map data had been refreshed in this area roughly 18 months beforehand. So I had a look, and sure enough the car was sitting there plain as day 18 months earlier in the exact same spot. I had found this rather odd, as the car itself has a road-tax disk on the front windscreen which was obviously being renewed each year, due to the tax being paid up until March this year. So I found it a little odd that a car which had been sitting stationery for so long was having it’s road-tax renewed, yet never being used.
At around the beginning of October, I begun to notice a change next door, someone had begun to visit the house during the day to do some heavy duty work inside the house, as I could hear drilling, hammering and sawing for around a fortnight. There were still no lights on at night, but this also soon changed after the work being done inside the house had stopped, as the house began to receive sporadic visits by someone, roughly once a fortnight, or sometimes as often as once a week, but only very late at night after 10 or 11pm. Yet still this car on the driveway was never moved or used. So whoever was visiting the house, was not using the car on the driveway, nor were they using any other car that was parked nearby, as I had become used to the cars in my area, and had never seen or heard any movement suggestion there was someone using a car to access this mysterious house next door, again I found this a little odd. Coincidentally or not, at this time on October I also had a problem with the locking mechanisms on both my rear patio doors and my front door, both locks had failed in the space of a week and both needed to be replaced, despite the fact that the locks were part of the fairly recently installed UPVC doors. The mysteriousness of this house and it’s late night and sporadic visitors next door, coupled with my mysterious lying mail interceptor, and the mysterious appearance of this laptop cable, gave me the feeling that all of this was somehow connected, and it was a feeling I couldn’t shake.
By now I would imagine any reader may be thinking, “What a nosy neighbour and paranoid character I must be”, however I was soon to find out that my gut was on the money in at least two aspects. Recently I had an interruption in my gas services due to the replacement of gas pipes in my area, and there was a need for the gas engineers to get access to my gas meters and pipes in my home. On the last day of this work, I had the feeling that maybe, I should go and have a cigarette outside the front of my house with my friend, as opposed to smoking out in the backyard, to see if the gas men were also accessing this mysterious house next door, with the hope being, that maybe if I could see the mysterious neighbour next door, and maybe say hello for the first time, it would put my paranoia to rest. My gut couldn’t have kicked in at a more pertinent time. As I stood outside smoking, my friend and I noticed the garage door open on this mysterious house, and we overheard the gas man saying to the sporadic visitor, “Oh right, so you don’t ever actually use the gas here for heating, so do you want me to just knock of the tap”! With the incredibly cold winter we have had this year in the UK, during which the mysterious late night visits had continued sporadically, I took this as a confirmation that the house was not lived in by anyone, and that know one was living there who needed to use the gas to heat their house, or for any gas appliances you would normally expect to be used. As I stood there smoking with my friend who heard this, we both gave each other a knowing look, and I said I wanted to wait and see if my other gut feeling was correct, about the mysterious visitor there, being one and the same lying mail interceptor I had seen at my door. Sure enough as the gas man and the mysterious and usually late night visitor made their way out of the garage, I met eyes with the same bespectacled man who had a few weeks earlier intercepted my mail, and lied to my face at my front door about the address he “lived at”, the house whose garage he was exiting was next door, and number 50, as opposed to the number 56 he had claimed to live at! While this still doesn’t connect this mystery man, or mystery house to the mystery of the sabotaged laptop lead, I thought I would share this to ask for any second opinions, as I could still be reading into this more than I should be and letting my own paranoia run away with me.
There is a little more too this story which has to do with a peculiar post on the one particular article on the SOTT main page that was made in response to my initial post about this incident, which had some slightly creepy overtones that uncannily linked into some of the disrupted essential services I’ve had in the house recently, but I won’t share any more on that unless asked, as like I said, this could all still be a paranoid delusion and seeing something that is not there, but I'd appreciate any htoughts on the matter.
So there he was with my mail in his hands, and telling me that he was my neighbour from number 56, and that for some reason my mail had ended up at his house and he was here to return it. Immediately I knew he was lying. I say this as I had new neighbours at number 56 who had recently just moved in, and whom I had spoken too, a young couple with kids in their mid 30's, who did not have any older men such as this guy living with them! So I knew something was up, why did this unnerving mystery man have my mail and lie to my face about whom he was? I should have paid more attention.
Around 2-3 days later, I was having a chat to my best friend and house-mate about my time spent on the SOTT site and the posting of news I was doing on my FB page, as he was somewhat worried about my behaviour. I told my friend that I was simply trying to help wake people up to the psychopathic realty we live in, if I could, and help others more. My friend jokingly replied that if I was trying to go against the dark actors in charge of this world more overtly, then shouldn’t I be getting attacked by them more than I have been if what I was doing was on the money so to speak. That’s when I reached down into the morass of jumbled power cables in my lounge, from which my laptop would normally run, and realised that there was one laptop cable already there, that was not mine, as I had just brought my laptop and power cable down from my bedroom and hadn’t yet set them up.
So I raised the laptop cable and suggested to my friend that he had left his laptop cable here, and did he want to take it to his girlfriends place, where his laptop was (I had naively assumed that he had no power cable to run his laptop). When I said this and showed him the cable he turned ashen and the colour drained form his face in seconds, and he slowly told me that this laptop cable I held was not his, or his partners! It was only when I held this cable up to the light that I realised there was something amiss. There was black tape around the top of the laptop lead at the point where you connect the lead into your laptop power supply socket. I think my colour must have drained as quickly as my friends at this point.
On close examination of the lead, I realised that the black tape was not ordinary masking tape as you would expect to see in a repair job of a damaged power cable, but copper tape, which would conduct an electrical charge. The tape was very neatly wound around the tough plastic flex around the top of the cable end that plugs into a laptop, and it had been cut away in the middle of the flex revealing the regular black cable underneath. However, at the top end of this cut out section, where none of the underlying black cable had been stripped, there was underlying wire that had been peeled backwards over the exposed area of regular plastic cable, so that it was in touch with the black copper tape used to cover this area and the top part of the lead. Knowing how tough those parts of flex are, I couldn’t even begin to fathom how such a thing could have been done by accident, it seemed like a rather expert job of precise cutting/sabotage of the lead to expose enough wire to conduct an electrical current through the copper wire and into the hand of anyone plugging this wire into the mains. What had really sent a shiver down my spine was the fact that if I hadn’t have picked the lead up at that moment and held it up for my friend to look at, the “repair” job of the copper wire was done so well, that at a glance, everything looked normal, and I would have likely used the lead in error at some point in the near future.
We wondered how it could have gotten there, and who could have put it there, which is when I remembered the visit by the mysterious lying man a few days earlier, and also remembered that the day before I had gone out and stupidly left my patio doors unlocked! So we now knew, “when”, this lead could have been placed there, but still didn’t know for sure by whom, or if there was any connection to the mystery man at the door. I begun to wonder if this mystery man at the door was in some way connected to the mysterious house next door, to the left of my house.
I’ll explain a little more about this mysterious house and it’s visitor/s. I moved into my current address at the beginning of last August, and was overjoyed at the new garden from which I could watch the stars at night, compared to my previous home in an apartment. At the end of August I was made redundant and so begun spending more time at home than I was used too. After roughly two months of living there, and meeting a kindly elderly woman who lived on the semi-detached house to my right, it became clear that the house to my left was vacant, as there were never any lights on, movement or sounds, or anyone home, at any time during this period. What I found a little odd, about this house was that there was a car parked out on the front drive, which in the two months leading up to October, had never moved, not an inch. So while I could easily tell that there was no life or movement at this house, due to my proximity and time spend at home, from the outside it looked like someone may be living there. I decided to have a quick look on google map’s to get a better idea for how long that car had been sitting there on the drive, as I knew the map data had been refreshed in this area roughly 18 months beforehand. So I had a look, and sure enough the car was sitting there plain as day 18 months earlier in the exact same spot. I had found this rather odd, as the car itself has a road-tax disk on the front windscreen which was obviously being renewed each year, due to the tax being paid up until March this year. So I found it a little odd that a car which had been sitting stationery for so long was having it’s road-tax renewed, yet never being used.
At around the beginning of October, I begun to notice a change next door, someone had begun to visit the house during the day to do some heavy duty work inside the house, as I could hear drilling, hammering and sawing for around a fortnight. There were still no lights on at night, but this also soon changed after the work being done inside the house had stopped, as the house began to receive sporadic visits by someone, roughly once a fortnight, or sometimes as often as once a week, but only very late at night after 10 or 11pm. Yet still this car on the driveway was never moved or used. So whoever was visiting the house, was not using the car on the driveway, nor were they using any other car that was parked nearby, as I had become used to the cars in my area, and had never seen or heard any movement suggestion there was someone using a car to access this mysterious house next door, again I found this a little odd. Coincidentally or not, at this time on October I also had a problem with the locking mechanisms on both my rear patio doors and my front door, both locks had failed in the space of a week and both needed to be replaced, despite the fact that the locks were part of the fairly recently installed UPVC doors. The mysteriousness of this house and it’s late night and sporadic visitors next door, coupled with my mysterious lying mail interceptor, and the mysterious appearance of this laptop cable, gave me the feeling that all of this was somehow connected, and it was a feeling I couldn’t shake.
By now I would imagine any reader may be thinking, “What a nosy neighbour and paranoid character I must be”, however I was soon to find out that my gut was on the money in at least two aspects. Recently I had an interruption in my gas services due to the replacement of gas pipes in my area, and there was a need for the gas engineers to get access to my gas meters and pipes in my home. On the last day of this work, I had the feeling that maybe, I should go and have a cigarette outside the front of my house with my friend, as opposed to smoking out in the backyard, to see if the gas men were also accessing this mysterious house next door, with the hope being, that maybe if I could see the mysterious neighbour next door, and maybe say hello for the first time, it would put my paranoia to rest. My gut couldn’t have kicked in at a more pertinent time. As I stood outside smoking, my friend and I noticed the garage door open on this mysterious house, and we overheard the gas man saying to the sporadic visitor, “Oh right, so you don’t ever actually use the gas here for heating, so do you want me to just knock of the tap”! With the incredibly cold winter we have had this year in the UK, during which the mysterious late night visits had continued sporadically, I took this as a confirmation that the house was not lived in by anyone, and that know one was living there who needed to use the gas to heat their house, or for any gas appliances you would normally expect to be used. As I stood there smoking with my friend who heard this, we both gave each other a knowing look, and I said I wanted to wait and see if my other gut feeling was correct, about the mysterious visitor there, being one and the same lying mail interceptor I had seen at my door. Sure enough as the gas man and the mysterious and usually late night visitor made their way out of the garage, I met eyes with the same bespectacled man who had a few weeks earlier intercepted my mail, and lied to my face at my front door about the address he “lived at”, the house whose garage he was exiting was next door, and number 50, as opposed to the number 56 he had claimed to live at! While this still doesn’t connect this mystery man, or mystery house to the mystery of the sabotaged laptop lead, I thought I would share this to ask for any second opinions, as I could still be reading into this more than I should be and letting my own paranoia run away with me.
There is a little more too this story which has to do with a peculiar post on the one particular article on the SOTT main page that was made in response to my initial post about this incident, which had some slightly creepy overtones that uncannily linked into some of the disrupted essential services I’ve had in the house recently, but I won’t share any more on that unless asked, as like I said, this could all still be a paranoid delusion and seeing something that is not there, but I'd appreciate any htoughts on the matter.
