Radio Frequencies?

11:58 p.m. 12.22.23

He can barely speak. His voice is hoarse like he is being strangled right now. I know they are threatening him. They were just saying that, I hear them hit him. That they shot him in the stomach and he walked home. That it isn’t a murder investigation anymore. “What the f***? Get off of me.” He is struggling. I can hear them on 15.000 kHz I can hear his heart beating. “It wasn’t like that. It wasn’t like that.” Christy or Jennifer Z is saying on 10.000 kHz now.

999.000 MHz (12:07 a.m. 12.23.23) “I did everything I could Amanda.” I hear a hit, slap or switch blade and then someone says, “that’s her, that’s her, taking out her anger.” “Amanda, I’m not lying to ya.”

“I am real.” Jason S says to me. “I know you think that I am not.” He stops, I tell him I remember him and then I feel someones emotions. I am hearing punches being thrown right now on 999.000 MHz 12:17 a.m. Someone is struggling. I can see the radio spectrum moving weird. “They broke his clavicle last time, didn’t they? Didn’t they?” Someone asks as they make me feel the bottom right side of my clavicle throb while the man shows me his head back like a couple others that I have seen recently “remotely” being strangled from behind. “We all have been strangled recently.” “You mother f*****!” Joe P is saying. “Get off of him.” A female is saying lacking all sincerity, Lexie I think. I hear a male struggling and breathing funny on 10.000 MHz and now a couple of the bad guys who like to act switch over and start covering it up with their own breathing.

13.000 kHz 12:31 a.m.

“Amanda, give her her life back.” “It’s too late for that.” “That’s what I like to hear.” “How does Da**** have anything to do with this?” “Get him over here right now.” They are trying to involve my son so they can hurt him.