Don't take this as a joke...it's real....you may not think of it as one but when you finish reading what I have to say your mind might be changed. On a late Friday night my sister and I were on our way home from her hockey game when my sister gasped, "Whats that symbol on the car dashboard?" Not surprisingly it was a finely etched pyramid with an Eye peering out of the center... To my horror there were quickly etched words telling me to watch what I was doing... I shrugged it off of my shoulders thinking it was an act of teenagers....I soon came to regret my decision. Lightly glancing around me as we were driving just to be sure that there were no more delinquents around I drove slightly above the speed limit to get home. Over the passage way we were having a nice little chat and suddenly a loud crash hit us and I instantly blacked out... On waking up I found myself in a totally black room bonded up tightly. There were sounds coming from somewheres....presumably a person talking into a loudspeaker... "Kill" all it muttered and I almost shit my pants...I knew I needed to get out of there so I rolled over to my side and fell harshly to the ground bruising my ribs. Bruised and battered, I hopped around looking for a door handle...I finally found it and thankfully it was wooden. My football training paid off and I crashed my way into a dark passage way. Evidently I was starting to get creeped out as the voice got stronger in my ear...I hopped as fast as I could possibly hop. Like Bugs Bunny I like to think of it as. Hopefully I would find a way out of this hell hole and find my way back to my house to call the police. I did make it out and to my house. I told the local police what had happened and they just laughed me off. No doubt they thought I was just joking around because the evidence I gave them sounded like the fake group named, "The Illuminati" I walked out dejected and scared knowing that the county wouldn't help me. Even the thought of them sends a shiver down my spine. My family thinks that I have a nervous disorder since I have installed security cameras on every inch of my property. Deranged, psychotic maybe..Those are good words for me after two months of my ordeal. You might think I'm joking or trying to scare you... Or maybe even just a crazy man... Understandable...My time is running short...I know they're coming for me..if you don't believe me..just read every first letter of these paragraphs.