Spies in the Second City

My past may have finally caught up with me.

I have noticed a few things as of late that disturb me and may be reason for alarm. I am starting to fear my safety, being a man of my stature it is a given that there are high security risks involved with my safety and well being. I have been hunted for years, why do you think I wear such a crafty disguise?

Anyway, I think that I am being tracked by spies that I used to work for in my dealings with Interpol. My current job requires that I make some lets just say, "unsavory decisions" that may or may not affect large populations in countries that hold interests of value to my company.

The other night I woke up startled and in a sweat,something was wrong, I was choking to death. Let me explain in more depth.

My Nemesis has this blanket that he absolutely adores, I find it quite ridiculous. He has several homosexual men named the "New Kids On the Block" which I am assuming they named their group after realizing they were all homosexual. The blanket looks like it is from the 1940's which explains the code name "New Kids on the Block." There are long strings hanging from the blanket because it is so old. I never used to question this, I could spend eons trying to figure out the crazy antics of My Nemesis but I try not to waste my brains cells on what I find to be ape like behaviors.

I was dreaming peacefully and then I felt as though my air way was being blocked, I woke up instantly choking, disoriented. A string from the blanket was around my furry neck, the more I tried to get out of the string, the tighter it pulled around my neck.

Clever.

I have also used devices such as the Chinese Finger trap on detainees during interrogation. Finally after screaming at the top of my lungs I was assisted out of the knot. I found it strange that it took so long for My Nemesis who was closest to me to wake and help me.

I have also noticed other strange things. I have several animal toys that My Master has given me to practice torture and biting techniques upon. Lately I feel as if these animals are sneering at me. I wake up and I find them sleeping closely by me even though when I fell asleep they were across the room.

I cannot logically explain these happenings, but I am aware now that I may not be safe. I have had to move several times now, and it is only time before it will be unsafe for me in Chicago.

I will report more as information develops.

Over and Out,

SmokenStein.