Otherworld - Episode 165: The Stalker Pt. 2

Episode Date: April 29, 2026

After a series of increasingly unsettling encounters with Michael, Clara decides to cut off all contact and move on. That is, until she comes home to her roommates alarmed by a strange man who let himself into their apartment claiming to know her. Soon, Michael’s presence begins to seep into every corner of Clara’s life, revealing a far more ominous obsession than she ever imagined. Check out our Merch⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow us on:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠,⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ TikTok⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠,⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Twitter⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ For business inquiries contact: [e-mail] If you have experienced something paranormal or unexplained, email us your story at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠[e-mail]

Welcome to Otherworld. I'm your host, Jack Wagner. This is The Stalker Part 2. If you haven't heard the first part, go back and start from there. In the last episode, Claire traveled to France for a film festival, during which she met many, many people, including a guy named Michael, who she met in a group and only spoke to for a minute or two. later on when she was back home in Montreal

Michael sent her an email to try to connect even though she didn't really remember who this guy was she politely tells him to hit her up if he ever finds himself in Montreal you know the sort of polite thing you say to somebody that you don't fully mean

especially if they live on a completely different continent and are very unlikely to actually find themselves in your city. But a few days later, he reaches out and says, okay, I'm in Montreal. Can we meet up? This is the first red flag in a story that is absolutely full of them. Claire is going to pick up exactly where she left off.

This is the stalker part two, and you're listening to Otherworld. Happy? Yeah, for it. At its core, the science, you can't argue. I'm not worried about all the science. Up in the sky. It's almost frustrating that it's happening. I'm going to die.

I'm going to die. If limbs were just like wrong. Everybody moves back into the light, even if it takes them a minute. So this whole thing probably spread over the length of three weeks. Was in May or June. I resumed my life. And he would still text me And I just ghosted him all together

At that point I felt comfortable ghosting him Because I told him, I'm like, no, just stop. But he would really send me long emails And long poems And he did that for quite a while And then it's stopped Or he did it less and less And eventually he kind of just left me alone

And I assume that he had Went back to France I mean It's really expensive to stay here and he probably could have not afforded much more time in a foreign country. I was in June, life went on, and I stopped hearing from him for like maybe a month and a month and a half where he didn't send me anything. Good riddance, you know. And fast forward to mid-August, and it was on my birthday, actually.

And for my birthday, I had gone to the restaurant with my roommates and my brother who lives with me and some friends. So we went to eat oysters and my two roommates came back earlier than me because I think they were going to bike back home and I decided to walk with my brother. And so we arrived maybe half an hour later than them. And when I arrived, my two roommates, they were kind of, like I opened the door and I walked up and they seemed really frazzled. And I'm like, are you okay? And like, your friend was here. And I'm like, what do you mean?

He's like, yeah, like your friend was waiting at the doorstep. And when we got in, when we came in, he said that he was there to see you. probably, you know, because it's your birthday. And so we told him that you were on your way back and we opened the door. And he just like walked right into the house and went up the stairs and like walked around the apartment. Like, what do you mean? I didn't, at that point I didn't make the link at all that it was this, you know, this strange meek man that I had met a few months before. I mean, for me, it was obvious that that guy had returned to friends and that he had gone on the message.

But yeah, so they're like, yeah, like, it was really strange. Like, he, he went up the stairs. He looked around the apartment. He went into your bedroom. And when he realized you weren't there, he seemed a little frazzled. Like, who are you guys talking about? Like, I don't have a friend who was waiting for me. And he'd be like, yeah, yeah.

Like, you know, this small guy with, like, brown hair and French accent. And, like, when he realized that you weren't there and while he went on the balcony and he said he was going to wait for you there. And we told him, no, like, get out of the house. And he did. He just got out of the house. And that was it. And, like, oh, my God, how long ago was this? I'm like, yeah, it was just like 15 minutes ago.

And I'm like, I, it's just like who, my friends would never do that. Like, who are you guys talking about? And then one of my roommate is like, oh my God, that's him. And he points at the, you know, a small figure that was standing at the other side of the intersection. And he was like looking straight into the house through the window. And he's like, yeah, that's him. I look through the window and just, and it was dark by then, but I could see in the dark on the street corner hidden behind a tree, this little figure that could just like leaned

out from behind the tree to look into the apartment and kind of just like hide back behind the tree. I'm like, and I recognize just by his posture, the meek little guy that I had met a few times and I'm like, oh shit, how is he still in town? I haven't talked to him in a month and a half, and last time I talked to him, I told him like, goodbye. I was, I think I was so in shock. I didn't even realize. At that moment, I didn't even process the fact in my head that he knew that someone had discovered where I lived and had basically broken in. into my house or had invited himself into my house without me ever introducing him to that place. I was just in shock and I was just like I need this person to leave.

Like I was, I mean, imagine how you'd react. Just like he was hidden behind a tree. And he was staring at you currently. Yeah. Like, you, you know, like, hide in peek style of, like, leaning out of the tree and looking into the house and then, like, hiding back. And I'm just like, holy shit. Like, I told, I'm like, I told my roommate and my brother, I'm like, can you just tell him to leave? Like, I don't understand what's going on, but I can't have this person peek into my apartment.

Like, how does he know where I live? Yeah. And so they went. And I was like, I was kind of like in the living room. I was kind of like myself picking through the window in a hide-and-stick kind of fashion to just like see my brother and my roommate talking and like he had like at that point he had like, you know, exited his hiding spot, his very obvious hiding spot. And I could just like see the three of them talk and I'm like, oh shit, what's going on?

And then my room, I saw my roommate, my brother walk back towards the apartment and he just stayed there. And he was kind of, I don't know, he wasn't even nervous. There was nothing nervous about it. He just, he seemed very determined. Even though he was right before that just hiding behind a tree, he seemed like he, you know, wasn't going anywhere. Like he had a mission in mind and he was going through with that mission. So my brother and my roommates entered the house and they come and they're like, yeah, he doesn't really want to leave. what do you mean? He doesn't want to leave. He's like, yeah.

Like, we explained to him that you're freaked out and that you want him to leave. And he just said that he was going to think about it. I'm like, think about like, I need this person to, like, he, this is a break in an enter. Like, I am terrified. At that point, I was terrified. When I heard my brother say, he'll think about it. Like, he's not, he's not interested in leaving. then I'm like, okay, like this person is having a mental breakdown. That's when I understood that I was not in a safe position. And so I took my phone and I texted him. I said, like, leave right now.

You're freaking me out. And if you don't leave, I'm going to call the police. You know, you got to pull that card once in a while. And he didn't move. and I was so scared I kind of like walked away from the window and I kind of just like you know there was come

we were four people in the apartment so I didn't feel unsafe I was just completely what the fuck and then like I kept checking and I kept seeing his little figure I'm like I think I should call the cops right

like what do you guys think like is this like is this are they going to take me seriously if I call the cops and just tell them that there's someone that the street corner looking into the window and they're like yeah of course and at one point i looked out and he was gone i was like okay like i guess situation avoided um i was a little bit panicked but just like the fact that

he had left i'm like okay i think this is under control but i'm not feeling so good so i'm gonna i think i left and i slept out of friend's house that night i didn't stay in my house because uh i couldn't understand how he knew where I lived. Like that information is not displayed anywhere. I probably assumed, like, at that point I'm like, oh, probably he like stalked me as I walked back home from the park. But even then, I'm just like, yeah, that was a really long time ago. He must have planned this all along.

Like, did he take notes of my address even before I rejected him? Did he know it was your birthday? Again. He didn't know. How could he know it was my birthday? I guess that's a little bit easier to find than a home address. I mean, you can go on Facebook and kind of find out someone's birthday. But I was just, yeah, I left.

I didn't sleep at home that night. And I didn't sleep home the day after either. I felt at that point that I was in trouble and that there was something deeply wrong with the situation. even though I wasn't at that moment, like, aside from the fact that someone had entered my house, broken into my, well, I don't know if it's, I can say broken into my house because, like, my roommates opened the door and he went in. Yeah, well, that makes me think, you know, the way they described him poking around and going into your room and stuff, like, that stuck out to me because it's like, did it seem as though he's been in there before? Like, how would he know where your room was? It's true. I do remember them saying, like, he went straight to your room. And it's a four-bedroom apartment. So there's a lot of information that doesn't make sense from that first initial events where things took a really a turn that was quite bitter and quite panicky.

But the panic really only hits two days later when I... I received the most terrifying email of my life. And it was, it was him. He had sent me an email through an address that, mind you, I had never given him, I think. And the email was addressed to my legal name, which I don't use anymore. I only use my artist's name. So I think right off the bat, like, he was telling me that he knew a lot about me. You read the email, right?

It's three pages long. It's a lot. It's, you know, very dense in information. But ultimately, he explained to me that the night before he had walked on Mo Royale on that mountain I told him to walk on. And he had made a really good friends with a tree that he called Alinadon. So the night before he had like the spiritual enlightenment on the mountain. where nature basically told him that our union was adamant and that he needed to be a lot more forward with his advance

in order to make me understand that we're soulmates. Yeah, the email is a lot more dense than that. It goes through a lot of different phases. He said that, you know, on the evening on the 17th, he was sitting in my staircase. And he knew that I had gifts of telepathy. And we were communicating the whole time through telepathy. And he was convinced that I was inside my bedroom and that I was sending him messages, wanting him to be more forward.

And so he would ring the doorbell once in a while. And I wouldn't answer, obviously, because I wasn't there. but for him he was convinced that I was inside my bedroom and I was just testing him. And he said, oh, it was difficult, but I didn't feel lonely because I had, you know, the force of humanity behind me. And I was absolutely convinced that you were madly in love with me. And that's what I found out at that moment is that he was convinced I was madly in love with him. And that all of this was a game and that he just had to prove. his love for me in any way, shape or form, so that I would accept him as my partner for life.

The email said everything. It said he was clearly talking about hearing voices in his head. He never talked about schizophrenia. He always said that there were messages from above or from the trees. He did say at one point, I had been chosen to lead a new religion based on Islam or something like that. That had been chosen by nature to lead a very, very important mission to save humanity. I can guarantee you that that is not my life plans at all. I make films. Like, yeah, I'm an artist.

I like to make arts. I am not there to gain attention. I keep a very low profile online. I just, this was really left field and I don't think I did anything to entertain this thoughts. But he was absolutely convinced that I was a missionary. I think he used the word missionaire a lot. And he used, he also, in the way, I remember the way that he addressed me in that email, he kept saying, you don't understand yet, but I do.

And I will teach you. You're not aware. You're not awakened. but my mission on earth is to waken you. Even though he was kind of putting me on a pedestal, it was a lot of like, you don't get it, but I do. And then I think the thing that really scared me in that email is that he said, like, now I am fully canal

for messages from high above. And I am not control. I would never harm you, but I am not in control of myself anymore. Okay, Claire is right. This email is very dense, but I translated it from French, and we'll read it right now just so you could have a sense of the type of messages she was receiving. I don't know what you think of me. I've told you everything, and I feel like you're not opening up.

I have a lot of information about you, more than you can imagine. I know where you came from before you incarnated on earth. I know your higher self. I know your guardian spirits, and I speak with them regularly. I feel insulted by the way you treat me. You have no idea everything I've done for you on a plane you don't even know about. I am a powerful spiritual being just like you, but for now, you refuse to see it. It saddens me because you're missing out on so much, and you don't realize it.

You and I are connected in a way that you can't even imagine. We've been married three times in past lives because we are twin souls. This means our higher selves have been a couple for millions of years. Clara, you don't understand our relationship and my love for you. It's a mystical, divine love that has nothing to do with human love. You insult me when you reduce me to that level. I'm worth more than that. Believe me, you have no idea what I've been through and the people I'm around. You'll be devastated to learn the truth about me and the situation. You'll blame yourself. But know that I will forgive you because I love you. And such a profound love that I can't possibly resent you

or wish you the slightest harm. Last night, my guardian guide set a trap for me by making me believe that you are waiting for me at your house, that you had invited me to join you at your house at 8 p.m. And despite my requests, that you refuse to do it via WhatsApp, because they told me that you were already telepathic and that you preferred to proceed that way. The day before yesterday, I had the greatest mystical experience of my life,

a moment of mystical union with you. I felt our two beings loving each other with a powerful love, and I was told, We have never seen such powerful love on earth between two human beings. Then God spoke to us, and at that moment we became one. He spoke to us as if we were only one being in his eyes, his favorite human. That afternoon, Alina Don, a majestic tree with whom I often converse on Mount Royal, told me that all of nature had followed this moment,

as if a loud speaker had been placed amplified by God's voice for all his creation to hear. I heard the sounds of billions of beings in nature, ready to accompany you, and me in the battle that awaits us. You may not know it, but I do. That moment, the moments that followed, were the most decisive of our lives. This tangible, profoundly mystical experience convinced me of the truth of what my guides

had told me about our evening appointments, which was scheduled for me right after the mystical union experience. You may not know how it works, but I have great faith in them, and they have a comprehensive view of the situation and of past, present, and future. every human being has guardian guides assigned to them from birth. Ours are millions of years old because they've come from the same plane as us.

They know everything about us, every detail of our lives, every thought we've ever had since birth. So I showed up at your place at 8 p.m. in an act of faith, and they told me you were waiting for me there, and I waited for two and a half hours on the stairs. I wasn't bored because they are giving me messages from you. They told me you weren't ready, and that you jokingly asked me to wait downstairs

because you're madly in love with me. And seeing me made you panic. They said you wanted me to be less delicate and more assertive and to ring your doorbell several times in a row, which I did, and I'm sorry about that. At one point, I asked them, what should I do if a roommate came over? They told me to go up with him. She wants to see you, but needs you to make the first move.

So when your roommate arrived, I recognized him, and I really thought you were waiting for me at your place, and that you wanted to see me with all your heart, but were scared. I actually went into your apartment thinking, you were waiting for me and that you were already there. I was incredibly uncomfortable with the intrusion. I went on to the balcony. They told me to come back out immediately. I ran back downstairs in a panic because I realized you weren't home. And they had set some kind of cosmic trap for me, like they sometimes do and have done before. I found myself in the street completely unsure of

what to do because I hadn't anticipated the situation and certainly not showing up your place uninvited. I hid when I saw you arrived. And then on their advice, I decided to stand in front of your window and tell you I was there. Even if it made me look crazy, I figured I might as well own it, because it seemed to me that if I had come to your place and left without seeing you, it would have been worse than playing the lovesick fool who does whatever he wants. Clara, I love you, but I would never hurt you. It was truly a trap set to test me. I had a terrible night, and they know that hurting or harming you is the worst thing that could happen to me. This might seem surprising coming from such high levels of benevolence, altruism, and divine love. But just the days before,

they had spoken to me about mad wisdom. Mad wisdom consists of defying conventions to initiate the initiated in a way that is radical and incomprehensible to outsiders. I underwent months-long initiation with them involving difficult tasks. Each time purified me, helped me grow, and granted me new gifts, graces, and abilities. They told me, this is the worst trial you've ever faced. They are trying to make me think badly of you. Today, they explained it was so that I would stop trying to be perfect. So you felt bad and guilty for rejecting me. And I was a little angry with you. you lately, but since the night before last, I'm the bad guy, the guilty one, and that's what they wanted us both to feel. For months, they've been preparing me to meet you. To a degree you can't even

imagine. And all the beings of nature have spoken to me about you. What I told you is true. We have a mission of magnitude, neither you or I could fathom. And that's when I needed to tell you. My existence no longer belongs to me. I never acted alone according to my own will. And that's true for both of us. everything written in this article I experienced with you when I met you. I had visions of you for four days after the festival. I wanted to come to Montreal to meet you because I felt bad for not having lived up to our expectations. It was only in February when I came into contact with the trees,

the birds and my guardian guides that I understood why all of this was happening to me in relation to you. Because they told me that we are twin souls. When I read the article about twin flames, I finally understood everything because it corresponded exactly to what I was experiencing. They then asked me not to speak about you to anyone anymore, as I had already told most people I knew, and the feedback I received was often mixed regarding a relationship.

Since then, I haven't spoken about you to anyone. I came to Canada in secret because they asked me to. It was your guides who visited me in Normandy many times and ordered me to come. So this was, you know, like the line that got my heart racing. I'm like, holy shit, I'm dealing with someone who's really sick, who's convinced that I'm in love with him, despite all of the rejections and the very, very clear discussions that we've had, who think I'm some kind of cult leader, I guess, or who wants me to be a cult leader. And I freaked out, and I went to the police station.

And I, like, with my roommates, everyone filed the reports explaining the story. And I showed them. And the cops took it really seriously. they closed down the station. I mean, I think it was like only an hour left to the business hours. So they like they closed the door and they, you know, took it really seriously. At first they're just like, oh, okay, like this is just, you know, a messy breakup. Another messy breakup.

And then they asked me the question like, how long were you guys dating before that? I'm like, no, like we never dated. We never flirted. We never, like never had any kind of romantic relationship with this guy. and then they read the email and they're like, oh, fuck. So for like three hours, I was with the cops and I gave them all of the communications I had with him. They told me, like, don't go back home. Like, this is really important.

And they asked me if I wanted to have a restraining order put on him. And I'm like, of course, absolutely. Like, this person is terrifying. I want them to leave Canada, please. and like, yeah, we'll do, like, we'll go and we'll find this person. I think, like, yeah, the fact that he said that he wasn't in control of himself anymore was enough of a proof that, like, he could commit something very ugly, especially towards someone who had consistently rejected him.

They looked around for him. I think it took a few days for them to find him. He wasn't living in the same Airbnb anymore, but they did eventually find him. found him. And they called me and they're like, oh, we found him. We put him in jail overnight. And we have to release him now because he's a, he's a foreign tourist. By law, we're not allowed to keep someone in jail for more than 24 hours. That being said, like, we've seen his state and don't go back home. Like, actually, it's probably better that you move. out of your house at this point in time.

Like, what are you talking about? Like, this is, like, this is my country. Like, this is my house. This is my life. Get, like, throw him out of the country. And they couldn't, they told me that they couldn't throw him out of the country, that they had put a restraining order. So he wasn't able to contact me anymore.

But they did tell me that I should not go back home and that this person was not to be fucked with ultimately. Yeah, it's like those were weird days. Like I would walk, I went to buy pepper spray. I was very panicked. I stayed at my friends' place. I would just kind of like sleep on couches. And I was all the while this is happening.

Like I'm in deep preparation for a film, a really ambitious film that was going to shoot in September. Manitoba. So I was kind of, you know, like, I was already working 60 hours a week, trying to prep this project, and now I have to deal with, like, a potentially dangerous case who is obsessed with me and who, I don't know, I didn't know what he wanted to do with me if he had found me again, but I definitely didn't want to cross his path again. All right. We'll be right back after this quick break. At that point, I was really scared. First of all, I felt locked out of my house.

I felt locked out of my own safety. I was kind of angry that a perfect stranger could have so much influence over my well-being. Like the fact that I was walking around with pepper spray, the fact that I started getting really scared every time my phone would vibrate or like, you know, I pretend. And I was just like, have like a, almost like a panic attack because this was the beginning. This was the explosion. And after that, it got really, really intense where I didn't answer his email.

Obviously, I ghosted it. But it wasn't enough. And I started having a bunch of calls from abroad. And on Instagram, I had like these, all these message requests from like, random accounts with very few followers and, you know, like very small accounts, but people calling me and I would never answer when I thought I wasn't from Canada, but the message request on Instagram were from either friends. One of them said it was his brother. I think another one said it was his sister. Another one said it was like his best friend and they were all saying,

hey, like, we know you guys are married and we're looking for him. Like, congratulations. This is amazing. Can you tell us where you guys are? And I remember, like, at first I would answer the messages saying, like, we're not married. This guy is clearly going through a really, really bad crisis, a psychosis. I am scared. Please get him back home.

Like, I don't know. Just get in contact with him. I am not getting myself involved in this story. I just need to feel safe. And right now I don't. At least I had the saving grace of leaving maybe two weeks later to go film my movie in Manitoba. So I'm from Quebec.

Manitoba is like maybe four-hour flight. It's like, it's far, far away. It's inside the country, but it's like it's, you know, you can't get there by car. So at least I'm like, oh, I'll be far away from this whole fiasco. Hopefully, when I get back home, I'll be able to reintegrate my house because he'll have gone back to friends, because he'll get back to his senses.

Like, I'm like, how, I remember I looked up, like, how long does a psychotic break last for? That did not happen. I actually, so I left, you know, like shortly after. I left for Manitoba for my shoots. And we were shooting in the middle of nowhere, like somewhere in between the five hours away from the nearest airport like in the middle of nowhere I was going to make a film about a farm on a terraformed moon so you know and that's a whole thing as well like I would

this was a huge enterprise I was co-directing this film with my best friend who started seeing signs that I wasn't going I wasn't doing well at all like I I remember at that moment I started wearing wearing more, like I was starting to wear different clothes, like black, a lot of black clothes. I would always have a hood on. Ignore my phone. Like I didn't want anything else, like anything to do with my phone. And I, the one thing that I remember, and I still have this a little bit when I get overwhelmed is that I started holding my hands like this.

So I have, you can't see it. So I would kind of put my thumb inside my palm and I would close my fingers over my thumb. And I would like kind of just walk around with my both my hands, kind of like in the fist's position with my thumbs inside my hands. And I was just like it was kind of, I don't know how I got to why I came to do that, but it kind of became a habit as though I was like trying to protect myself. And I just, my personality changed. like I would get into, like I'm a very peaceful person and I'm full of love, but I would get into a lot of fights with this co-director who's, you know, like who was kind of protective of me during that whole period.

She knew what was going on and while we were shooting. I mean, I got a call from France that I answered and no one was talking on the other line. I'm like, oh, fuck, it must be him. And then I got an email like a few minutes later. from his brother who said, hey, like, I know that you guys are married. I know that Michael has come to meet you in Manitoba. Oh, my God.

Yeah. And I'm like, again, I was like... Did anybody know you were there? I don't think I had told him that I was going to shoot a film in Manitoba. Yeah, I keep a really low profile online, so I... And especially in that period of time, I had completely disappeared off the face of the internet. I was so scared that someone was watching over me. Like I had the sense that he was heavily stalking me online,

that I just, like, I stopped giving clues of where I was, what I was doing. But I got an email from his brother, I guess, who was saying, I know that he's in Manitoba and that you guys are together. and I freaked out. And my friend told me, Clara, like, maybe he broke into, because I'm like, I don't understand how he knows I'm here. And like, I just want to shoot my film. Like, it's stressful enough.

Like, I can't deal with the situation. And my friend's like, check your logging information. Like, some, it seems like someone's having to, like, this person has too much information on you. and I checked my login and I realized that someone had logged in a day before in Winnipeg. This is like the main city in Manitoba. That's where the airport is. And I had just realized that someone a day before had logged in into Winnipeg. And I mean, to this day I don't have proof that it's him.

But I realized that someone had access to all of my social media, my Facebook, my Instagram, and he was logging in. I had like this strange IP thing who was logging in randomly in places where I wasn't. So I realized that at that point he had just completely entered my life and had access to all of my conversation,

had access to probably, you know, all of the conversations that I had with everyone since I was nine years old. Like he had broken into my life. How do you think he could have gotten in? I don't know. I don't know. I mean, I didn't, you know, like, it was in 22, 22, 23. Like, I probably didn't have, like, the two-password identification thing. I probably, like, wasn't sealed enough. Oh, I mean, that's a dumb question on my part. He's telepathic. He just knew your password.

Oh, of course, telepathically. He just read in my password when I put it in. It's a long interview. I just forgot about it. Yeah, it's a long interview and it's unfortunately just beginning. Like this is, we're in September and this is going to last for the next eight, nine months of my life where I don't want to jump the guns, but I got, I was in a deep state of fear. Someone was stalking, like someone was out to get me. and I didn't know he had gone all the way to Manitoba

like these are like $600 flights and this person could show up on my sets and you know what happens if he sees me like is he there to kill me rape me marry me like I didn't he's not in his right mind like he could have

he was dangerous he was dangerous and I felt absolutely targeted and I felt like I had to run away and I was locked out of my life. At that moment, the government of Canada called me to say that someone had hacked into my account. So he had even access to like, they didn't want to give me the full information, but I think they said that someone had hacked into my account and tried to change my marital status. And so like through that whole episode, I just, I stopped using the internet ultimately. I stopped, like I felt like it's a strong word, but I felt great from the, like, in my private life, in my head.

I'm like how, you know, like, because he, even though there was a restraining order, like, I kept getting mail. Like he kept on sending me mail. And in the mail or, you know, like in the messages that he would send, he would like talk about, you know, my favorite band when I was 12 years old. And yeah. Yeah, it's like a violation. Of extreme violation. It's an extreme. Like he would, you know, like quote my favorite writer from like a book I read when I was in 11th grade.

And just like all of this really. things that I don't even remember. Like, you know, in those talk shows, and they're like, oh, yeah. Like, he probably read through my entire life from start to finish. And would, like, often kind of, yeah, just, like, put quotes of a song that I hadn't listened to in 10 years. But he's like, oh, like, remember when you listen to this song? That's horrifying. It's horrifying.

It really is. It's difficult when your phone is your main tool for working and so on and when it becomes the thing that you dread most. I just couldn't function anymore because my whole online life and my whole system of communication was being haunted by this external presence that I didn't know if he could listen to my conversations. I obviously changed all of my passwords, but like once you have to. the feeling that you're being watched, there's no going back. You can put as many protected passwords as possible. There's just like something has seat into your life and there's nothing. It's like, what is it called? Sansu, in English, the bug that sucks your blood in marches. Leach. Yeah. It was a very leechy feeling. Yeah, in some ways, somebody getting

access to your devices and all of your accounts, it's, it's almost more extreme than them being able to read your mind because your accounts and your email contain information that probably even you forgot about. Yeah. Not only that, but it also points in the direction of all my friends, you know, the guy that I was seeing at that time,

some of my friends really did get freaked out. They're like, oh, can we just like not text or not call each other? because, and I understand, I mean, I, I was talking to them about the fact that I had been hacked and that this guy knew everything about my life and they're like, oh shit, so like he's probably read our conversation. So even with all of my group of friends and circle of life altogether, it was just, I had this leech. I found out that someone had landed in Winnipeg. I think I probably had two or three days of shoot left. by that point I'm just like I'm going to part through and I'm going to get the fuck out of here

and that's what happened he did not show up on set I was very afraid but at the same time I was you know with a crew of 25 well-abled body people the whole time it was a lot more of a

psychological fear than a physical fear I just couldn't I couldn't understand what his plan was like what was he's going to do now that he's in Manitoba? Like, he's just going to wander aimlessly

through the planes of Manitoba hoping to fall up onto a film crew. Like, I mean, where we were shooting didn't even have an address. We finished shooting and it went well. I wasn't looking forward to

go back home, though, because I knew that this whole saga was not done. And so as soon as I got back home, I left for, week and a half and I went into a cabin like 10 hours away from Montreal, a cabin without internet with very little electricity where I had to like fish my dinner. I just like I had such a like I went with with someone but I like I had such a strong desire to just log out of reality and that's exactly what I did. And I wished I had stayed there for longer because it's again, as soon as I

got back to Montreal, my phone started buzzing and people started inquiring and, and yeah, and like, to this day, like, I don't even know if I'm angry about the situation. I'm just more like disappointed that I let myself be changed. changed by that experience. That brings us to the end of this episode. We will be back with more of the story in part three, including the entrance of a third party who really took me by surprise, as well as the unexpected place Clara ends up turning to for help when things start to get really bad.

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