## Heveab
(A Victim's Pseudonym)

> ## Contents

> > Introduction
> > 1992
> > Background
> > Pre-EMF
> > Torture
> > Other Targets
> > Appeals

> > ### Introduction

> > In the summer of 1996, my attorney filed a workmen's compensation (WC) claim on my behalf. A couple of months later the electronic torture began. This was not the first time I was tortured.

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> > ### 1992

> > In 1992, I repeatedly complained about the upstairs neighbor and the noise in the evening. Soon after, when I went to bed at night, everything was vibrating the entire apartment. The only place I could get a couple of hours of sleep was in the bathtub. This went on for months. Once, going to work in the morning, I found my car unlocked. Living in the Boston area at the time, for me to leave my car unlocked was more than unlikely. It frightened me. The neighbor I complained about was rumored to have Mafia connections.

> > It forced me to move. The vibrations continued, but soon diminished and then stopped. The new landlord I soon learned was prominent in the local Mafia. There were never any problems again with the vibrations till the fall of 1996.

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> > ### Background

> > Information on the occupational illness is needed as it is focal to all that has and continues to happen. As a nurse I was constantly wearing latex gloves all day long. A couple of years ago I went into anaphylactic shock while at work. A few weeks later I was diagnosed with latex allergies. The hospital switched me to non-latex gloves, but my colleagues continued to wear latex gloves. Sensitization was through the airborne powder -- the latex protein binds to the powder and when donning and removing the gloves the powder is airborne.

> > Between the anaphylaxis and recurrence of symptoms there was a 'honeymoon' period (not unusual). It ended in the summer of 1996 when I started having reactions to natural latex rubber at work in the hospital and outside of the hospital environment.

> > It is also important to note that the only treatment is avoidance of rubber. Short of living in a glass bubble, that is virtually impossible. Medications control the symptoms. There are no desensitization shots because of complex problems.

> > I could no longer work at my job, hence the workmen's compensation claim. After this, the hospital put me under surveillance.

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> > ### Pre-EMF

> > Even before the electronic torture began there were many other forces at work. First, many people who were supportive of me became mute and/or withdrew their support. The nursing union withdrew their active and enthusiastic support saying they would only be involved if something illegal occurred!

> > Key people in a latex allergy organization, who had been very supportive, didn't return E-mail or answer to snail mail.

> > My landlady who was willing to spare no expense to renovate my apartment and make it as environmentally safe as possible did a remarkable about-face. Before anything got underway, she then said she would go up on the rent $150 without even giving a months grace (required) before actually enacting this. She also knew I had no income and was waiting for the workmen's comp. It was a stunning reversal on her part, from sympathetic and supportive human being to cruel and heartless person. It didn't make sense to me.

> > My lawyer was initially very enthusiastic. He said he would definitely be at the first scheduled meeting in the WC process. Then a week before the meeting, he notified me that he would be starting his vacation on that very day, that his partner would go instead, and that he would call me when he returned from his Florida vacation and let me know what the results were!!! I asked that his partner call me, and he said OK. The partner never called me, and I had to call repeatedly for two days before we connected. He said we had almost lost it on the first round; this was after numerous assurances that it would be a mere formality. I was stunned by all of it. Confidence in my lawyer was undermined.

> > It was recommended that I find another lawyer. I interviewed another one and she wanted to keep all my original documents to review before arriving at a decision at whether or not to take my case! I was so surprised that she would even suggest this. Instead I left copies of my documents. After a couple of weeks she said she couldn't take my case, too many family demands. Surprise. I felt like there had been some kind of chicanery here, but couldn't figure out what it could be.

> > During this period of time I believe I was double billed, had phone calls re-routed. All inquiries were fruitless. I felt like I was being stone-walled. My apartment was broken into a couple of times. It wasn't hard to tell -- they like to leave telltale signs, suitcases unfastened, etc. A list of addresses and phone numbers of everyone I worked with disappeared.

> > Then there was the annual meeting of a group of physicians in Boston. One of the topics was to be latex. I did not plan to attend, but others in the latex allergy circle were coming and they were going to call me so we could get together. The day the conference started my phone went dead. I didn't know where anyone was staying so I couldn't call them. The phone was out of order the entire time!

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> > ### Torture

> > Then the torture started. I was living in Wellesley, MA at the time. The vibrations started at night when I went to bed. Then they would start in the evenings, continuing till the next morning.

> > At the end of 1996, I moved to Maine with my mother and her husband. I had no income and could no longer maintain an apartment.

> > The torture followed me to Maine. Wherever I sat or laid down, there were vibrations. Even my car. Then the Sadists began using different things on me.

> > There was the creepy crawling itching; either my head, or body, or just in an ear. Then the headaches and the feeling of 'golf balls' being thrown at my head. Here is a list:

> > - Muscle twitching: either large or small groups. A favorite is when I go to bed, and the ear I am laying on starts twitching.
> > - Burning feeling: especially to sexual organs.
> > - Feeling of burning needles in the flesh.
> > - Pain!!!!! To the spine, joints, head, ovaries (yes, the Sadists -- specific internal organs), and nipples. The joint pain has recently changed in character- it feels more penetrating, and also burns.
> > - Gas, belching, and emitting air from other orifices. The fist time the Sadists did this my abdomen looked like I was 9 months pregnant, and it was agony.
> > - Running what feels like 'air bubbles' over body crevasses.
> > - Itching -- a feeling of creeping crawling insects, anywhere on the body.
> > - 'Pinging' of the energy field on the foil I use for shielding when I go to bed. The Sadists focus on the area around the head and ears.
> > - Feeling of 'pressure points' from some kind of intense, pulsating pencil-sized beam directed to the head, temples, and spine.
> > - Jerking. The Sadists make an arm jerk in one powerful movement. Or they'll make my hand jerk when I'm using the computer cursor.
> > - Numbness & tingling to one or both hands, feet, fingertips.
> > - The feeling of pinpoints of energy roving over the body.
> > - A pulsating, vibrating energy focused on nose, cheekbones, and lips.
> > - Ringing in ear -- at first I wondered if this was from medication. Then one night it was like when one tried to find a station on old radio, so you would crank up the volume till it blasted onto some station -- bam the volume of the ringing skyrocketed. Then I knew. Anything to do with the ear is a favorite, even to 'tapping' on the bone behind the ear.
> > - The feeling of my fanny being 'kneaded' when I sit.

> > All of the above target the nervous system.

> > The Sadists will keep me awake at night with any and all of the above. I feel like a ping-pong that with each 'hit' of the ball I am subjected to a different torture. It can go on for hours and hours. When they let me fall asleep they will repeatedly wake me up. If I fall asleep on my right side, I will be awakened with pain in the right hip or shoulder. I roll over to the other side, fall asleep, and awakened with be in the left shoulder or hip. This will go on back and forth all night, sometimes.

> > During the first 11 months of this I could count on one hand the number of nights of uninterrupted sleep.

> > Whenever there are appointments -- lawyer, doctors, hairdressers, etc. -- I am heavily targeted the night before with little or no sleep. So I go to the appointments bleary eyed and exhausted. Maybe this is to discredit me. I am targeted while I am at these appointments. I have been heavily targeted since I started writing this.

> > Needless to say, it is impossible to have a social life -- or any life.

> > Doctors are another story which I will add on later. That was another shock.

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> > ### Other Targets

> > Lamps, flashlight, radio (even the car radio) have been interfered with. There is a flicking on and off of the energy source. I'm beginning to think they are doing this to my computer, as some things have gotten scrambled.

> > As I get ready to launch a business at home, I find I have a computer hacker. Software commands are altered, documents are moved around, documents are altered, not all E-mail is received (nothing from Daemon), difficulty sending E-mail, and games are altered.

> > Also, there have been a number of times that I wondered if some natural latex rubber had been 'planted'. I had reactions where it was very unlikely that I would. My attorney said this would be attempted murder. The problem would be to prove it. Of course, isn't that how all of this works if we could prove it, then it would stop.

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> > ### Appeals

> > I have appealed to attorneys; the police; tried to hire private investigators; wrote to Senator Kennedy; and, called the FBI ( they told me to call consumer affairs!). All fruitless efforts.

> > The police don't surprise me. Last winter a car was following me. To validate that, I went around the block. Sure enough, he was behind me. And around and around the block we went several times with the guy always behind me. He followed across two towns. I personally reported it to the sheriff's office, giving them make, model, color, and plate numbers and state. I called the officer numerous times for results, but my calls were never returned. I went back and spoke to a detective. He said that my visit and complaint were not logged!!!

> > I feel like a puppet on a string, tortured and controlled. It feels like an inverted world where murderers write books and become millionaires, rapists roam the streets, and innocent lives are ruthlessly destroyed, while all the things in place in this society to protect and assure constitutional rights are mute or indifferent to the orchestrated torture of innocent lives.

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