Well for me when I heard the rumors ranging to conspiracy theories, many of which turned out to be true, I did the research into what could be corroborated.  Which was enough to be beyond true horror and yet not even close to what turned out to be the scale.

But still.

I knew a lot more than the average person going in.  Even experienced people in the industry didn't know what I did at the start, pretty much everyone just accepted that there's creepy shit in the backdrop which if one doesn't want to be part of, they should probably keep out.  

They learned these people were untouchable, so don't.  They will fucking eat you.  But if you keep your mouth shut and carry on, you can fulfill your dreams telling yourself none of that could possibly be true.

It's impossible.

The perfect veil.  Being so fucking extreme no one will ever believe your tale, document all you like, I know the way because I use it myself.  The airship in Blacklist Tales is 'The Orson' because, that's my backdoor.  

None of it was real.  Just try telling the world these things happened how they did.  Try telling anyone a thing about me, it's insane.

Just a screenwriter.

Who gives a fuck about screenwriters.  Everyone here gets closure and the story only gets told til it's boring which will not take long.  'Keyboard op'.  Ha !  With all the things I've trained in and forgotten, the mightiest tool indeed was the pen.

Which makes it neither interesting nor believable.

And even those such as yourself who have witnessed these things will believe it less and less as time goes on, more and more willing every day to accept it was all just a head game, though perhaps an entertaining one, because any other answer would be completely impossible.

I closed The Blacklist Tales with 'The Gaslight Invasion Principle'.  Was I gaslighting you to convince you magic exists then, or am I gaslighting you now that it doesn't ? 

I was not here.

*predator cloak