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Johnny knew from a young age that they were watching him. His mother died in a freak accident involving a sphere shaped object and blunt-force trauma to the head when he was only nine. The doctors ruled it a sucide, and claimed she'd suffered from untreated paranoid schitzophrenia. Johnny knew different. She'd warned him to listen to the voices. To listen to the encrypted messages that the DJ would direct at him over the radio during his morning commute. For the most part, Johnny was an attractive and coherent member of society. He married young and worked as a tour guide at the local art gallery. It wasn't until the day that he caught his wife in bed with another man that his life changed forever.

The morning after leaving his wife, Johnny made is usual commute to work. He was a changed man. Suddenly, after years of repressing his mothers warnings, he heard the DJ give him a message. "Careful out there, you never know who is watching." Surely, this wasn't an innocent line. This was a message as his mother had warned him of. As he pulled into the parking lot at work he heard his mothers voice as clear as water. She sat in his passenger seat and looked at him with gaunt eyes. "Remember Johnny, they're watching, they're always watching. You must break the code, so that we can bring the evidence to the CIA. We're they're only hope." He raised an eyebrow at the image he saw of his mother. Her hair was discheveled, he attire was scrappy. He shook the voice and image away as he headed into the art gallery. A few clients were viewing an abstract painting. He greeted them and then began to explain the origins of the painting....that is when he saw it. The abstract painting contained one perfect red circle in the center, and this is where is saw the eye. He looked from the painting to his clients nervously. He cleared his throat as he tried to continue. He saw the eye, directly in the center of the painting again. "Did you see that", he asked his clients. He was on the verge of hysteria. "See what?" the clients asked. He lost it. "You're in on it too! He lunged at his clients. They moved quickly and Johnny hit the ground. He growled and leaped up at the painting. He tore it off the wall and began punching the red circle of the painting screaming profanities...

Fast forward four weeks and Johnny is now an inpatient at the local psychiatric hospital. His effect remained flat for the first few weeks. His doctors knew of his mother, and quickly diagnosed Johnny with paranoid

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