The story begins here. The previous week begins here.
I am about to return to telling this story, but I feel that first I owe an explanation for my long absence.
Back in November, I was accosted by three men who intended to murder me in order to prevent the finishing of this story. I managed to convince them that if they wanted secrecy, the last thing they wanted to do was to murder the man who was telling this story, especially since (or so I told them) I had already written the entire story and had arranged for it to be released to the police in the case of my untimely demise.
I convinced my assassins that if they left me alone, this story would never reach more than my tiny blog readership, and everyone would assume that it is mere fiction. However, if they were to kill me, it would suddenly raise questions and start an investigation, an investigation that they very much wanted to avoid. This led to some negotiations, some threats, and eventually a decision to leave the decision to some "council" that the assassins report to.
Well, this morning they finally got back to me and told me that I would be allowed to live as long as I wrote no more of the story. I countered by telling them that now I really did have the entire story written and put away for safe-keeping along with the story of their threats, descriptions of all of them and the license plate of the car they had been driving (it was not a rental). I also showed them the camera on my laptop which was at that very moment recording all of their faces and sending the video by internet to a place of safekeeping.
Then I told them that I would resume the story this very evening, and that if they wanted to turn it from a minor work of fiction on a blog with a small readership into a national story with all of their pictures on the news, they could best accomplish that by carrying out their threats.
When the men left they seemed a bit unhappy, but I think they realize that I'm right. The only hope they have of keeping this secret is to let me write whatever I want to. I have a lot of fiction on this blog, so all of you are going to assume that this story is fiction, and that's OK; I'm not going to argue otherwise.