Everything's coming to a head now. Just about a hair's breadth away from being employed by the National Security Branch (Malaysian CIA). Not to say it's not worth it but it has been a bad 10 years really. Ever since that weird police dude tried to recruit me into NSB, lots of weird stuff has been happening. The things in the GH psycho ward was so damn weird. Internal Affairs Special Branch were there. Investigating crazy narco-police. Then the incident were I arrested 47 people under ISA. All madness? U decide. Then my telepathy powers. Caroline thinks I'm not insane. You be the judge. They asked me to buy the KGB book. Seems MI6 wants me to dissemninate info from Mitrokhin with them but heck, I dunno much. It all started in the UK I guess, probably MI6 harvested me first.

Then they inculcated Islamic blessing to me. Which was alright until I met Pastor Kenneth. His anointing fell on me, impartation until I was totally screwed up. Add to the fact I was messing about with the occult and black magic. I got hospitalised for a burst appendix. That put me off the NSB for 2 years cos I suspect the gangster bomohs cast a hex on me to rupture it but then again, I doubt they're that powerful. Then I started discussing the NSB again and quess what happened? They used black magic to seep into my willpower and made me try to off myself. But my willpower is damn strong now. Won't even resort to a single stick of fag. Even if the pressure is overwhelming. I suppose I'm not that susceptible to torture now. But then again, I'm a psychic spy and all anybody can inflict is psi-torture.