Nolan St.Aubin

Day 1

I thought I’d experience DC a little bit so I walked around all the memorials and monuments. That’s some of the most beautiful artwork in this nation I can promise you that. I can also promise you that I think I’m going insane.

Day 2

I was woke up early from the man who brought me here, I was scared. He told me who the assassination attempt was on and me being the perfect illuminati hating person I was the right person for the job. He then explained to that I can change the world in just 5 days.

Day 3

I was handed my weapon for my assassination attempt the first time the weapon of choice for this mission was something I never expected.

Day 4

Practicing with needles all day I am so tired of it, but the one thing I want the most is to stop the illuminati from continuing to sabotage our country. The president has a formal dinner at the white house in 3 days and guess who got me in to do my job, obviously the guy that gave me the weapon who shall remain anonymous.

Day 5

Done with my training all there to do is wait for this formal dinner I hope they have good food.

Day 6

The nerves are starting to kick in, I almost thinking about backing out but I can’t. I can’t because I know too much already I am a political threat to the United States of America.

Day 7

Today I learned something about myself. I learned I am responsible for the death of a president who could’ve been one of the greatest all time. I also learned that the president wasn’t in on the illuminati, I was so insane on the illuminati they got me good. They were the ones who made me do this I should’ve known all along. They promised me my life will never be the same again, and that don’t be surprised if I’m found dead in a “car crash” somewhere and never heard of again. I’m glad I was able to keep this journal away from the beast to share my story. I’m sorry I couldn’t explain everything with detail you have to understand who I was dealing with, I hope one day this journal of mine will be found and exposed to the whole world. At this moment I wish I just thought I’d know the truth instead of the truth actually being reality. I wish I was at the Denver Airport just watching planes fly in and out. I wish a lot of things but my wish is for my name not be forgotten and this story not be forgotten.

Sincerely, Austin