It wasn't my fault. The pyschic flashes just came. They showed me a world where there was no privacy. No freedom of will. Everyone was subjected to cruelty, torture, sodomy, rape and humilation; all in the name of the false prophet; Raptor Jesus. I had to seek help. I knew they were coming to silence me. I knew the one person who could help me was Applejack. He was raising an army against the vile creature. He was and still is, my only chance.
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