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“What do you mean by the term Witch?” I asked him. “It’s like a multi-generational curse.” “What do you mean?” “They serve Satan.” “What makes you think that?” “I was obsessed with her. I’d keep leaving but I always tried to go back. Every time I came back the door would be open and she’d be waiting for me.” “How do you suppose she did this?” “She used glue as a medium.” “What do you mean by that?” “She used glue to enter trance states.” The suspect then described a “poltergeist” (his term) involving a blanket which wrapped itself around his neck and strangled him. He claims that his brother rescued him from this killer blanket. I asked the suspect if he had ever seen his ex do anything like a ritual or whether she owned any occult paraphernalia. He said no. Later he qualified this, stating that he believed that her family had periodic meetings where they could engage in occult rituals, but that he was never invited so he’d never witnessed one. He believed that her family practiced secret magic to influence him. “How does it influence you?” I asked him. “It gives me nightmares,” he replied, “I lost my job due to their psychic attacks.” I subsequently spoke to his ex at her residence. There was nothing in her place that one might consider Satanic, occult or new age. She had no particular religion. She admitted to having experimented with inhaling glue with her ex as a teen. She’d heard her ex babble about his “occult experiences” in the past but had paid little heed to it. In the end it seemed an inept attempt by the suspect to discredit his ex based on inhalant induced hallucinations he had as a teen. One day when I arrived for work my poker faced partner the child protection worker hands me an action alert which directed us to assess the mother of an eight year old child. This mother was diagnosed with schizophrenia and was believed to be off of her medications. She was beginning to decompensate. The neighbors reported that this woman was becoming paranoid and delusional, becoming a danger to herself and her child. The action alert stated that several times in the last few days this woman had called 911, reporting that my police department had been infiltrated by Witches. She thought that these Witches were sending thought energy into her brain and controlling her actions. I raised an eyebrow and looked up from the action alert in my hands. My partner was starting to giggle as the mirth that she had been concealing began to leak out. She knew that I was a Witch. To make things more interesting, that day I happened to be wearing my High Plains Church of Wicca T shirt: The logo on the front is a pentagram about a foot in di |
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