The first thing you need to know is that they're lying to you about everything all the time.

You might think that you're informed and aware, but there are plenty of threats out there that you won't hear about

on the news or even on the internet.

It's not that the media doesn't want to tell you about these dangers, it's that we're not allowed to. If you rise high enough in the ranks of any media outlet,

pretty soon you start hearing whispers about reporters whose names you are forbidden from speaking, the ones who got erased.

You'll never hear anything more than whispers though, because when I say erased, I mean erased.

I mean every synonym of the word destroyed.

All online presence deleted.

Anybody who's close to them gets disappeared too, just in case.

The only thing those poor idiots leave behind is a black hole.

Pretty soon, I think I'm going to be one of them.

I've nailed my feet to the floor of the RV to buy myself some time.

But that last shot hurts so bad that I dropped the nail gun and inside my blood-soaked boots the

squirming has already started.

Haley is yelling something outside and hammering on the door. It won't hold for her long.

But I've got to try to tell my story.

This is the only chance I'll ever get.

My name is Terry Blankenship. Until recently, I was a reporter for a mid-sized regional newspaper.

I had heard the whispers too, but I was content just to ignore them.

I wanted to keep my head down and do my job.

When the higher-ups asked a story or called off a field investigation for no good reason, I let it slide.

I was happy just to have a job I loved, especially with all the recent layoffs.

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