It started on January 16 of 1995, a little quiet voice saying, "Jeffery Dahmer III, I'm in your walls!"

Now it's 2055 and the quite voice is more like a distorted screech, but don't think I haven't tried to get rid of this abomination.

The first few years of the mysterious message I gotbkicked out of numerous apartments for ripping out drywall and breaking boards.

I tried therapy, but they all just said, "it's all in your head."

Today, I have moustraps, bear traps, and other dangerous objects, so if anyone is actually in my walls; they won't be able to escape.

"Good morning John." a echoing voice entered my head. Then I woke up, it really was all in my head, for the last 17 months.