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A month or so it began. This intense paranoia. I felt death all around me, as if he were laughing in my face. My interactions with others seemed programmed, as if some outside force was communicating to me through them. Ridiculous to say the least, but entirely true. There was a time when a poster in my room fell just enough to land precisely on one side of a picture i have on the wall, so that one eye was covered up and the eye patch with skull-and-cross-bones was left exposed. This sort of synchronicity seemed to happen everyday, and I was terribly afraid. Now that it's going away, I miss it.