i grew up with stories about my great great great grandfather who was this serial killer who took philly as his territory in the late 1800s and hunted people like animals for fun. whenever i would get scared as a kid in the cst/gate nightmares after my mom took me to one of the sessions where they sprayed this shit up my nose and made me watch these surreal art house movies about roman centurions in 1970s nyc. every time after i went to a session i would have abduction nightmares untill i thought of how evil he was and how i am his descendant and he wouldnt let some outsider fuck with one of his.  the whatevers that came after me stopped once i pushed the thought of him at them from my head. it was like they got hit by a truck. i could hear the fear coming off of them.
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