It was September 2020 when I found myself in the back of a Chicago police car anticipating the officers to turn around and shoot me... I wasn't arrested or fighting with the officers; I called 911 myself for help. Since this event I have been in a constant struggle for freedom against a never-ending stream of evil actions by people  whose lives depend on ending mine. I spent the earlier part of the day in my home office with a prospective model for the porn production company I was hoping to launch. I decided to leave and get a hotel room because my network was getting hit relentlessly with Denial of Service attacks and I was barely able to access the internet. We ended up at a hotel called Swissotel on Wacker in downtown Chicago. It was a corner suite on a high floor.  As I started setting up I kept faintly hearing comments about what I was doing from a discussion between a man and woman. Based on what I could hear, it seemed as if they were in the room directly a...