No, they do not accuse me of committing a crime, but it does seem as if something terrible has just taken place.

My voices are a group a of women, gathered together, speaking in an Eastern Europe language, which I can not identify. Occasionally, I can catch a word here or there, but never understand them, truly. They are upset by something, that is obvious, but I do not know what, and I strain in silence to gather any bit of understanding, I may receive.

It is my hallucinations that scare me most, because I am positive that I am seeing "the boys," until I reach out my hand to comfort them, and it passes through nothing, and they disappear, leaving me frightened, alone in my room.

These experiences are fairly new to me, about six months or so. Does anyone know why they happen?

I am not sleeping.
They are not dreams.

-Fleeing Bellocq