#georgenada

[helpfindgeorge]

I KNOW IT WAS YOU NELSON!

[helpfindgeorge]

I've discovered them. The Fascinators. Please, everyone, go here.I cannot stress enough how important it is. We've been invaded. George was right, he was the one to expose the truth. They're an alien species that have slowly immersed themselves in our everyday lives without us even knowing. They control us using subliminal messages, making us think they're our friends, and that everything is normal. It's not. Please, everyone, go to the link. Be awakened. You cannot see them if you're not awake. This will likely be my last post. I've just completed an interview with the team behind the site, and they've advised me to go into hiding until all the Fascinators have been dealt with. Please, go to the link. And thank you to the anonymous person who helped me discover the truth. RIP George, you saved us.

[helpfindgeorge]

Visit Original Link

Somebody has just emailed me claiming to have access to police audio logs, they attached this file. I have no idea who to trust. Why would Police Chief Robinson have George under surveillence? Why was he acting so strangely?

[georgenada8]

At Nelson Ray's comeback show! SO EXCITED!

[georgenada8]

scared.

I just got home from Nelson Ray's comeback show.

I feel weird, I’m edgy and hazy at the same time. My mind is a smog of blurred images and loud voices. I absorb things momentarily and feel impulses later but the source is out of sight. My jaw is droopy, my eyelids flutter and my posture resembles that of my lost grandfather. My memory is failing. I am tired all the time, I feel half in slumber; half entranced by a niggling murmur I can hear in the back of my mind. My limbs feel light and airy and my pulse is lethargic and barely there under the layers of skin on my neck.  But perhaps I am simply sad rather than under some kind of spell. 

[helpfindgeorge]

HELP FIND GEORGE

Hello, 

My name is Lily Saunders and I am pleading for anyone who has information on my partner George's whereabouts. He is acting way out of character and I'm afraid of what he's doing. Something, or someone has messed with his mind and he's not himself. He's acting like a madman.

Iv'e been dragged into the police station, and they told me that George was under the spell of Nelson Ray. I don't know what to think, but if anyone has any information PLEASE get in touch with me. PLEASE.

 Anyone with information please email me at [email protected].

[georgenada8]

Weirdness.

[georgenada8]

Went to Blinker’s tonight, as always. I was halfway through my pint and was toying with a coaster, trying to get it to pirouette like a spinning top. I couldn’t get it to stay upright for longer than a few seconds, and Blinky was looking at me with a sympathetic grin. “Thing’s ‘ll look up mate” he told me as he pointed to a sign above his head. ‘Work eight hours, play eight hours, sleep eight hours’. I sighed. That’s all I was doing. By the time I looked back to commiserate with Blinker, a stranger had appeared next to me. I nodded my acknowledgment and went back to spinning my coaster. “You’ll put yourself in a trance doing that”. I laughed. “believe me mate, sometimes I think I already am”. The man stiffened for a moment and I wondered if I had touched a nerve. He looked around furtively as if someone was watching. Blinker’s was almost always close to empty, and I wondered what he was looking around for. “I used to be in that trade you know…before. Well…just before”. I frowned at him. “yeah…right”. Honestly, I was intrigued. I’d never met anyone like this man before. He was mysterious and different. He didn’t talk constantly about what a wonderful world we lived in, or how our government was the greatest in the world. “Come along to my show he said, I think it’s about time we both woke up”. He scribbled his number on a folded up flyer and handed to me. Without another word he got up and left. And as always, I was alone again, sitting at the Blinker’s waiting for something to happen.