At twenty-eight, I was living in Bremerton Washington, a ferry ride from Seattle. One afternoon as I was walking across a bridge that led from downtown to my neighborhood, I saw two men in black suits walking on the calm surface of the Puget Sound. I didn’t know it at the time, but it was my first experience with a hallucination.

Over the next two weeks, my thoughts deteriorated, and I believed I had received...
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