CHAPTER FOURTEEN
TUESDAY 4TH APRIL 2017
She had vowed to herself never to do it again. Earlier that evening, when she had given into compulsion and for the second time seen his Ashtray Petrolstick nom de plume on the Forum, it was as if Zol had entered her being as she read. She had sat in a trance and an unknown number of minutes passed by, minutes of unaccountable time. Why ever would she wish to invoke a repetition? Yet here she was, scrolling through that labyrinthine world of misinformation, false flags and secret plots. Every second profile picture, a V for Vendetta mask.
On one thread, Fagbutt Oilcan was insisting the banksters were the puppet masters, and Celestial Petal was there chiming in with references to the Rothschilds. Franken Form wanted to know if anyone had watched th
