It has been said that a paranoid person (unlike a customer who is supposedly always right) only needs to be right once, and in the case of unemployed German citizen Günter Stoll - the paranoid person was right and right.
A man in his mid-thirties, a completely ordinary, regular Joe who was no different from the rest except that in the last few years of his life he began to be interested in alternative views of reality. He did not share the information he collected from newspapers and books with anyone. From time to time, his relatives and his wife noticed him mentioning something to the effect that `they` were to blame for this or that or that `they` were making plans to destroy him.
When asked who `they` were...he answered confusedly with something like `you know...they`. In the last months of his life, he mentioned `them` more and more often, and on the fateful 25.10.1984, Günther was visibly nervous, as if he felt a threat to his safety. In the evening, he was more pensive and withdrawn than usual when he suddenly exclaimed ``Now I understand!`` after which he vaguely stated that an unknown group of people wanted to liquidate him or something similar. The eureka moment was followed by a code that popped into his head from somewhere and Günther wrote it down on paper, these were six capital letters (Y, O, G, T, Z, E) which he later crossed out (or underlined, it was not quite clear)...
Uneasy, Günther went to a bar in the town of Heigerselbach where he lived at around 11:00 PM and ordered a drink. After taking the first sip, he suddenly fainted and hit his head on a chair. After some time, he regained consciousness and left without drinking anything more. After about four hours, two truck drivers noticed a crashed Golf by the highway and a figure wearing a white jacket standing near the Golf. The police soon arrived and found Gunther sitting naked and badly beaten in the seat of the Golf. Although seriously injured, he managed to regain consciousness while the police pulled him out of the car. When asked what happened, he told them that "they" had beaten him and that it was four attackers whom he had seen for the first time in his life.
On the way to the hospital, Gunther succumbed to his injuries...
The police determined that the Golf had not been damaged at all by running off the road but had been pushed into a ditch, the autopsy and tests determined that there was no alcohol or drugs or medication in Gunther's blood. The investigation indicated that Gunther was stopped on the road, taken out of the Golf and beaten, then put back inside and the car was pushed aside. It was never determined who killed Gunther Stoll, nor was the reason for the murder known, and to this day it is not known who the killers were or who the figure in the white jacket was who was seen at the scene of the crime.
No less mysterious was the six-letter message (code?) he wrote and left for his wife. The organization of the killers and the lack of leaving traces indicated professionalism, which further indicated the fact that Gunther was on the trail of something. Whatever that something was, we will never know, although it is clear that no one would have organized the whole event just to kill some insignificant character from German werewolf society who supposedly suffered from occasional paranoid outbursts... and who predicted that something dramatic would happen on the day that turned out to be the last of his life...It remains unclear why he did not run away somewhere far away (and perhaps that is exactly what he was trying to do since he was found on the highway) and whether someone had put 'drugs in his juice' in the bar. It is also unclear what information he came across that would have put him in mortal danger due to its content.
What is quite clear is that he was not quite paranoid enough...
(Roger Mortis, 076)
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