Wednesday, December 11, 2024

 21:40

     This afternoon, a man approached me, while I was waiting to be recovered.  I'm held up, on sub-level 0.9+, against my will.  He knew that my name was Jenny.  He had been sent to help me.  He had a free phone, for me.  I needed my ID, and, my EBT, food stamps, card, to qualify.  He had a hotel voucher, if I didn't have anywhere to stay, tonight.  He needed my U.S. Direct Express card, to try to unlock the card, for me to access the funds, in the account.  He could do it, from his phone.  He had to call.  He asked about all of my hacked accounts.  He needed the cards, and, PIN codes, to verify the accounts, and, provide housing.  He drove me, to his office.  I waited, in the car.  He brought back receipts that confirmed that he hadn't connected any of the cards to the bank system, to correct them.  I asked about my bank account held by Key Bank, which had $700+.  My last receipt showed $500+.  He didn't have a receipt, for that card number.

(All were taken in portrait view, not landscape.)

     He dropped me off, at a Denny's.  He said that he'd come back, and, take me to the hotel.  They'd have to authorize $200, or, $300, on a credit card, for the week, because I'm from out-of-state.

     When I checked my wallet, my last $50 bill was missing, from when he counted it, to confirm my available assets, for the emergency housing.

     My C-PROXY called the F.B.I. to report the stolen cash, and, the fraud, planned in advance, by military personnel, on my behalf, per my request.

     I walked back to the Union Station, and, tried to withdrawal cash, from a Wells Fargo ATM machine.  I got an error message, five times.  I checked the balance.  It showed $3.73.  It didn't offer a printed receipt.

     I've asked to file conspiracy, and, fraud charges, against everyone involved, including the Pentagon.

(I only took one selfie photo, a minute ago, for you.)

     I am beaten down, and, broken.  They have celebrated, and, then threatened, more.