plastic package with this odd black writing on it through the door. I've become accustomed to the "duck and cover" move when he does this. I think he's practicing for when he wants to blow the apartment up when I'm checking to see who's at the door. Still, nobody wants to believe me...I've shown the little packages to my friends, but they don't know what to make of them. They still think that I'm just being paranoid, and with the current atmosphere of Y2K hysteria, they just blow everything off. The most recent drawing that I've found is so evil...so vile, that it won't even scan. It keeps coming out blank. Once, it came out with the visage of a murky horned figure, but when I tried to save it, it disappeared. I have a strange feeling that things are about to come to a head after New Year's. I've taken to sleeping with a needle full of drano just in case.