RECOVERED: (6/21/06) Is Hanso on to me?
(Recovered from my back-up copies of the server that Hanso downed. Comments could not be recovered.)
As you guys read in the comments section of the last post, I talked about my sight-seeing trips. But then finally, a few days ago, I remembered why I was here. I'm back here again, bringing you the latest from my trip.
For those of you who haven't been following me (there's only been two blog posts before this, so it shouldn't be that hard to read over), my friend had been killed in a car accident, and I believe that the Hanso Foundation is somehow involved. Before you think I'm crazy, I do have some leads (read my last posts to find them).
And I knew I was on the right track, because my Friend had been researching a case about organ harvesters and thefts -- before he was killed. And here, I found out that Hanso directly funded the hospitals involved in these thefts.
This was just getting stranger every day.
So a couple of days ago I went over to one of the hospitals that were apparently involved in the organ harvesting schemes. It was near Portswood Hotel, so I just walked there. Before the heat could kill me I reached the hospital. It was, as expected, closed -- and guess by who? "Closed by The Hanso Foundation."
Dissapointed, I walked back to Portswood and grabbed my rental car. I pumped up the AC and headed over to my next biggest lead.
It was the hospital in which my friend reported the organ harvestings from. He had penned down this amazing story, which he submitted to the Cape Town Inquisitor prior to his death. They haven't published it yet.
Scary, I know. So I went to the very same hospital that was mentioned here. The door was opened, so I went in. The hospital was completely abandoned except for a janitor. He sounded upset and asked me what I was doing, and I said I was on "an investigative mission". He didn't like the answer, so he left the hospital. Odd.
So anyway, all of the rooms were locked and I didn't want to break any laws by picking the locks, so I just left and went back to my hotel room.
Day One is over. Nothing special really happened, I guess.
EDIT: 1/4/06 - I noticed a red car following me as I made my way to a resturaunt (sp?). When I came back it was still parked at the resturaunt, but I soon saw it following me again as soon as I turned the corner.
Maybe I'm just paranoid?
EDIT: 1/5/06 - Broad daylight this time. I could read the liscense plate this time. I know it's the same car. I also walked down the street, and it was also there. I tink it knows that I know it is there.
EDIT: 1/5/06 - When I came back from investigating another hospital (still nothing new there) Portswood said that there was an urgent message for me, and handed me a letter. It was stamped by the logo of the Hanso Foundation. I didn't open it. It's on my bed right now. I don't think I'll be staying here for long.
EDIT: 1/6/06 - As I leaft to check out another hospital (getting old actually), I see the same car pull up. Two men walked up to the hotel. They didn't see me, but I presume they are looking for me. When I came back, another urgent message had been left by the Hanso Foundation.
EDIT: 1/6/06 - That's it. I can't take this anymore. I'm cancelling my flight back home in February, and I'm leaving now. Tonight.
Talk to you all when I get back home.
As you guys read in the comments section of the last post, I talked about my sight-seeing trips. But then finally, a few days ago, I remembered why I was here. I'm back here again, bringing you the latest from my trip.
For those of you who haven't been following me (there's only been two blog posts before this, so it shouldn't be that hard to read over), my friend had been killed in a car accident, and I believe that the Hanso Foundation is somehow involved. Before you think I'm crazy, I do have some leads (read my last posts to find them).
And I knew I was on the right track, because my Friend had been researching a case about organ harvesters and thefts -- before he was killed. And here, I found out that Hanso directly funded the hospitals involved in these thefts.
This was just getting stranger every day.
So a couple of days ago I went over to one of the hospitals that were apparently involved in the organ harvesting schemes. It was near Portswood Hotel, so I just walked there. Before the heat could kill me I reached the hospital. It was, as expected, closed -- and guess by who? "Closed by The Hanso Foundation."
Dissapointed, I walked back to Portswood and grabbed my rental car. I pumped up the AC and headed over to my next biggest lead.
It was the hospital in which my friend reported the organ harvestings from. He had penned down this amazing story, which he submitted to the Cape Town Inquisitor prior to his death. They haven't published it yet.
Some of the patients found with missing organs were kept in a comatose state -- kept alive by heart/lung dialysis machines. Police investigators have also reported the discovery of a "chilling room" in which recently-deceased bodies were kept just above the freezing point. According to eyewitnesses, industrial quantities of Vialex -- a pharmaceutical agent for the preservation of organs for transport -- were also discovered along with several lots of an as-of-yet-unidentified chemical marked "experimental." The hospital -- which has ties to The hanso Foundation -- denies all accusations of legal experimentation and organ harvesting, a growing problem in the developing world, but for the families of the victims, the nightmare is worse than any of the charges.
"They told us our son died on the operating table," remarked one of the victims' parents on the condition of anonymity. "To find him kept alive by artificial means, his organs taken away, is a nightmare...it's hell on Earth."
Scary, I know. So I went to the very same hospital that was mentioned here. The door was opened, so I went in. The hospital was completely abandoned except for a janitor. He sounded upset and asked me what I was doing, and I said I was on "an investigative mission". He didn't like the answer, so he left the hospital. Odd.
So anyway, all of the rooms were locked and I didn't want to break any laws by picking the locks, so I just left and went back to my hotel room.
Day One is over. Nothing special really happened, I guess.
EDIT: 1/4/06 - I noticed a red car following me as I made my way to a resturaunt (sp?). When I came back it was still parked at the resturaunt, but I soon saw it following me again as soon as I turned the corner.
Maybe I'm just paranoid?
EDIT: 1/5/06 - Broad daylight this time. I could read the liscense plate this time. I know it's the same car. I also walked down the street, and it was also there. I tink it knows that I know it is there.
EDIT: 1/5/06 - When I came back from investigating another hospital (still nothing new there) Portswood said that there was an urgent message for me, and handed me a letter. It was stamped by the logo of the Hanso Foundation. I didn't open it. It's on my bed right now. I don't think I'll be staying here for long.
EDIT: 1/6/06 - As I leaft to check out another hospital (getting old actually), I see the same car pull up. Two men walked up to the hotel. They didn't see me, but I presume they are looking for me. When I came back, another urgent message had been left by the Hanso Foundation.
EDIT: 1/6/06 - That's it. I can't take this anymore. I'm cancelling my flight back home in February, and I'm leaving now. Tonight.
Talk to you all when I get back home.
