Leggings; New Early Morning Deliveries.

Leggings; New Early Morning Deliveries.

For about a week now someone has been ghosting the building late on, asking for Ecstasy. Always turned away, no one here has the stuff. Luckily I've not been asked. I think she's sticking to those she knows, no matter how slightly.

Today I'm rudely awoken again, the first time here – the loudest man is shouting my first name... continuously.

It jolts me out of sleep and half here, I hear him shout it again. He is objecting to someone taking a delivery in my name outside the back of the building (the front of my flat). I can't see outside at night, even when the light comes on, I've tried before so I lay there listening.

The dementia crew breaks in. Apparently they have a radio that I should have so I know when this stuff is coming... I've no idea what I'd do with Ecstasy, I've never taken anything except prescription drugs and coffee and tea.... They are trying to take my attention off what is happening outside... All the time they talk there is a loud buzzing sound at a high frequency, possibly out of normal hearing range. It is quite upsetting to me though. Some nights I can't use the bedroom for it, I begin to wonder is there is an ariel of some kind up on the roof.

Then they try to tell me its letters from the Queen in an official box which they are trying to give to someone more preferable to them. Some one more directable who uses Ecstasy perhaps. Then I menton that I know who they are – disgraced staff from a home in Dereham and the loudest girl and her father/ grandfather who is/was a psychiatrist at a near hospital some years back.... the loudest girl is about to put forward a report on my reaction, fumbling fingers and all, so that she can read the letters or take the ecstasy, which in her one case might at least lower the voice.

The loud man has gone. Possibly paid off, is it a double blind, is the delivery happening later on?

Around 7a.m there is a loud buzzing sound, I go to the main door and look out, its the lift, someone dumps stuff into it, and it comes up. I don't know anymore. It doesn't come this way.