"bathroom"

I'm currently riding my exercise bike on the first floor and above me I hear this over and over...



guy (whisper): bathroom

Nicki (concerned/whine): why doesn't [she] serve?

guy (whisper): [she] will

...

Nicki: eat

its silly

They tried to wake me this morning at 8am by shaking my bed when I heard Nicki call it off to the guy, "My hand hurts," and then she told the guy the whole thing was stupid and going no where. So they stopped shaking the bed but started saying things like, "You need to go to the bathroom," etc.

I'm not too sure when they discovered going between the floors of this apartment complex but Nicki moved into the apartment above my previous apartment in May 2006 and I'm fairly sure they were "between floors" from Jan-Mar 2007, at which point Nicki officially moved out of the apartment. Then they showed up from Apr 1. 2007-Sept 2007 "between floors" (but I assumed they were in the apartment above me but didn't understand how their voices sounded so close or how they could hear me so well to be in the physical, upstairs apartment). It may have been Oct. 1 2007 that I moved into this specific unit and they showed up "between floors" about two weeks later. It was around March of this year that I discovered they were literally between the floors which explains a lot.

Summer School

The girl from the adjacent apartment showed up in the crawlspace within an hour or so after I arrived back for Summer School and the two others, the girl (Nicki) and guy showed up within 12 hours. The whole thing is sort of like a joke now - they just do it because they'll look like fools to their Wicca friends if they give up, hence they must stay there until there is some kind of resolve, such as their being arrested, them killing themselves, them killing me, my moving, etc. Its actually quite funny since they're more or less forced to spend their lives in a dark, 1' high space - and they've been doing this for about a year and a half now. I think they want me to move so they can give up but I like my apartment and am planning on staying.

I also sometimes stick knitting needles up through small holes that are in the ceiling. That really freaked Nicki out the first day that I did it. I hope I really get them, though, but I mustn't make too many little holes. Anyway, if I do manage to get one, my plan is to embed it into their flesh and make them call the police to get them out of there - hence my story of being stalked shall be verified, they shall be arrested, etc. haha.