There was a consistent knocking on my door as I was just about to post the last blog entry. I posted the entry, ignoring the knocking as I feared that the blog entry would be interfered with. Went I finally went and answered the door, my neighbor's daughter began to insist that I go visit their home and see her mum. I think this was an attempt to get me out of the house so they could lock the door and have me wait outside again (as well as get me to expand more of my dwindling reserves). I did not do so.
My neighbor then came to my house and gave me a bunch of rambutans. This is a coded threat. It is a reference to a little something I said to my family that when I pass away, I want to be buried under a rambutan tree so that at least my body will become a source of fruit and life.
It is not my neighbor's fault. She is being threatened by Serial Killer.
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