[ WP ] Kim-Jong Un has been dead for years , and you 're his imposter .

Journal entry 10-5-2016 
 
 Following my last journal entry I was taken by a squad of men. They put a black hood over my head and walked me out to a vehicle. 
 
 They were rough with me, rougher than usual. I was led into, what I later came to find, was a black van with no Windows. Somebody else sat next to me. I was ordered to not talk. His leg was touching mine., My hands tied behind my back. 
 
 I head somebody else speak the same dialect as I do: `` where am I?'' it sounded like it was whoever was next to me. 
 
 His voice was quickly followed with the sound of a blunt object smashing a human beings mouth. 
 
 Mispronounced: `` my teet -- -'' 
 
 Another shot taken by whoever it was that spoke. I could hear him gurggling his blood- coughing. Then 2 men spoke with each other. Arguing about taking the hood off. The injured person must have lost his teeth at that point and was choking. 
 
 The vehicle pulled over. I heard movement. Steps. People getting out of the vehicle, dragging what I assumed was the injured man in the hood out; flopping into the street. 
 
 BANG! A gunshot. 
 
 I was petrified. BANG BANG! 2 more. Then a different kind of round went off BAM! BAM! 
 
 More and more rounds went off. My ears were ringing. I could n't hear very much. Some scuffeling. 
 
 I could n't move. Terrified for my life. Helpless. 
 
 Then my hood was ripped off in one quick motion; A flashlight blinding my eyes. 
 
 Holding the flashlight. The man said with concern: `` we need to go now!'' without unbinding my wrists, he grabbed my arm, stood me up and jerked me out of the van. 
 
 Being led toward another vehicle, I looked back and saw the black van. Another man was dragging bodies, dead I assumed, and putting them into the same cargo bay I was sitting in moments earlier. 
 
 I was sat in this new vehicle - sedan of some sort - and was told to stay. I turned and watched the two men drag the bodies of 6 men into the van. One poured gasoline from a red container inside the van, and threw a match at it before slamming, the rear door. 
 
 Flames engulfed the black van. Inside and out. 
 
 One drove, the other day next to me. 
 
 The man next to me told me that more would be explained when we get to the safe-house. And that I was important. 
 
 That was 2 days ago. I have been looked in a room since. They are feeding me well. Very high level fatty content food... So whatever it is that these people want me to do. It's probably as a public Kim. 
 
 I do feel safe here though. Safer than at the palace with the generals' henchmen guarding me. 

