The worst was six months ago. I stood in the garage in total darkness for hours, trying to comprehend what was happening to me. In my mind there was a strong, electrical feeling, almost like a television test pattern. Sustained mysteriously upon this feeling were the voices with the likeness of a few children. They were playful in their tone and somewhat in their words, but it was frightening to me. They seemed as if they were granted perception of my life through my senses while revealing nothing through their own, or they were as lost souls of children who had no other life but mine. Either way, very troubling.