Discussing him has had at least 1 positive effect:
So far.
People are coming forward to me with stories they've never shared.
My friend Madison H-- (guy, not a girl, and the step brother of another good friend) wrote me to say he did all he could to minimize his attack by Mezmaron. Madison was forced to walk in the main entrance to the Grand Ball Hall in Mortsmouth... at the stroke of midnight (?) as they were announcing the new student chancellor, with his entire student body present as well as staff.
All accounts were that Madison suddenly vanished from the event around 11:50pm.
As the clock struck midnight, a brass band began "Victory Dance," and then the Hall doors opened by themselves almost instantly. A mind controlled Madison then slowly walked in down the center carpet, all accounts say in a slightly overdramatic saunter, with his hips swinging side to side and upturned nose. Also reported was a lot of stereotypically effeminate body language from Madison as he sauntered-- not his usual ways at all-- his walk and mannerism were reported as in a very feminine manner.
The walk lasted close to three minutes. As he climbed the short staircase and walked onto the central stage, everyone in attendance was able to make out his garbing-- Madison was wearing a blindfolded and completely nude except for an ornate white satin sash with the words "Mr. Entertainment" in large pink letters with "Mr. Personality - 2nd Runner Up!!" in smaller letters underneath. Lastly, Madison was carrying a single red rose in his left hand.
The crowd was frozen in shock. Stepping behind the dais podium, Madison reportedly gave some sort of boisterous speech in fluent French!! Madison knows NOTHING of the language. This is not understood.
He stepped again from behind the podium, dramatically saluted the crowd then quickly strutted back down the carpet out the door, taking comically pronounced wide steps, described by some as an antique 'pimp walk.'
Once out the door, he ran off so quickly he was unseen. On the front step of the building, it was seen he'd discarded the blindfold.
(NOTE it is NOT understood how Madison could navigate the length of the Grand Hall blindfolded.)
Having seemingly vanished, and with the crowd no longer bewildered by an insidious force, the sash he had worn was found dropped in the middle of Cobblestone Market Lot, half a block away, and with minutes, searchers had located Madison--
For unknowable reasons, Madison was found to be standing completely still at top of the giant brick steps to the Legacy Museum-- motionless as if a statue, posed in some sort of military salute-- now minus even the sash and blindfold and holding a stern, affected grimace on his face.
**HERE IS THE PART--
Madison entire body, every inch of skin was a neon yellow reported to be brighter than paint. The irises of his eye were yellow too.
Responders to his side said they were unable to detect any consciousness from Madison. Just stock catatonia. This continued until the Town Bowl Father clock tolled 1:11am, at which Madison shuddered back to normal function-- completely lost and confused seguing into a panic. At this point, the poor kid could be reached and helped. No one was harmed and all reports state the bizzare yellow skin faded to normal tone very gradually over about 45-60 minutes. He had been in no way physically harmed.
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Okay, that's really it. In the months following the attack, Madison became hit hard by fury over being controlled and his state of being was hit just as hard. Madison was still only 19. He immediately stopped arriving for his shifts at P.G.I. O'Tooligan's where he worked nights, and his class enrollments were suspended indefinitely the night of the incident. Months went by with Madison ranging from fits of rage triggered by feelings of helplessness to crying spells brought on by frustration that could last more than an hour.
So: one great kid with everything he could need sees his life and future very likely wiped out in a matter of just a few minutes on the night of a happy occasion.
And he's not the last one. Or the first.
.........
We need this demon slit from existence. Whatever could be worse than whatever death is to him.
And if we can't slay this demon, someway, somehow...
And if we cannot... then we will find that someone who is capable of slaying any demon known, this world or any other.
He says now, although 3 years have passed
