“Look, sometimes you guys are all too much. It feels like you, Ministersmonster, might want to talk in private, and that’s fine, but you need to go through my website and not here.” One more question. I typed quickly. “No more questions,” she snapped. “I’m sorry, this guy has really given me the creeps. I’m going to go, guys. I’ll do a video soon.” She shut the live stream off as I reached her backyard. I climbed over the fence and slowly made my way to the window that I knew was unlocked. With care, I slid it open and climbed inside, finding myself in her basement.
