So it really did happen, then. It wasn’t just the delusions of a fragmented mind. Or…at least not all of it. The cult, the rants, the hallucinogens, the cross-dressing… All these were like billiard balls leading to the ward, on account of the one thing she hadn’t done. Well, she remembered proclaiming some schizophrenic suburban kid a “prophet,” when floored on acid at some nightclub. Jesus was sure she didn’t actually have anything to do with that live grenade said “prophet” later mismanaged in the restaurant
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