Fear & Loathing in Las Marinas

• Las Marinas is a suburb of Dénia, Alicante, Spain.
• Suburb is probably the right word.
• Wrong-un’s live there.

Summary statement to the police

This document details the multiple crimes committed against myself, and countless others, by an international, criminal porn-enterprise based in North London and Spain, over many decades since I was a child.

I am Dr Katharine Margaret Murphy, Y2775989H; previously residing at Carrer Furs 15, Bloque 1, Escalera 2, Piso 3, Apartamento 17, Dénia, 03700 Alicante, Spain; an apartment set up with advanced spy-cam technology.

Over the three years I lived in Carrer Furs, Dénia, after finding the apartment available online on the 8^th December 2021, and signing the lease which included a death clause, and moving in on 15^th December 2021 to find semen stains on the sofa, I was drugged, poisoned, brain-damaged, repeatedly sedated and raped after going to bed, and live-streamed to millions of porn-addicts around the world.

When the porn gangs were finished with me, after their eye-wateringly lucrative (for me) Bali porn-scam, they tried to murder me by poisoning, a few times; just like they have been doing with all their foreign (mostly British) victims for the last thirty years.

I survived.

In July 2025, multiple security services had gotten wind of my “gift” and decided they would test it out for themselves. They sent the Dénia poisoners to Lourdes to murder me while I was serving Our Lady at the baths - presumably so that I would think the original criminal gangs were still trying to kill me.

I survived.

At this point, security services lost their minds completely. They decided that they would more formally steal my eggs (they had already performed sedated surgery on me in April 2025 in Dublin), and someone else’s sperm (the UN had just kidnapped my counterpart and taken him to Israel), to make surrogate babies. I guess they mistakenly thought our special “gift” might pass down to offspring, but I suspect their true intention was trophies, or perhaps human lab-rats. Whatever they thought, it’s utterly horrific and I urge these people - apparently Christians - to review the Bible on this, with particular focus on the words “my followers”.

Thus one criminal gang replaced another and I continued to be sedated after going to bed but for a different purpose, and I have the surgical injuries and scars to prove it.

In October 2025 just after Michaelmas, memories from sedated rape started to return and I realized something extraordinary about the Tenor Cortis conservatory of Dénia, a government-run music school and how it doubles as a criminal porn-studio using teachers, staff, and children as its actors - with unwitting students as its drugged and brain-damaged porn-stars.

Eight different men had posed as a single chamber music teacher, employed by the Spanish government, for Spain’s internationally renowned switcheroo-porn scam and I had been so successfully brain-damaged by then, I believed they were all the same man.

I remain homeless and essentially stateless (with no access to healthcare, police services, privacy, normal things like that..). My family threw me under the bus for the porn gangs years ago. I have symptoms of brain-damage which feel a bit like I’ve landed on another planet and I don’t know how anything works.

I am unable to work because I continue to be recognized by random men all over the world and even my colleagues and managers were subscribing to my sex-slave, switcheroo, sedated-rape-porn stardom!

However, I am aware of growing international support for my endeavors; and a solid, quiet, ancient and powerful faith within me that I’ve started to share; and I’m truly glad there is some sanity out there.

A friend on the inside, and his gang

• At some point during the switcheroo-porn production at the music school, probably in March 2023, something inexplicable and miraculous happened between myself and a gang member.
• I had become temporarily conscious one night while sedated in my bed and found the trumpet teacher sobbing his heart out in my arms.
• My unconditional and relentless good feelings for this man continue to this day.
• It turns out that the trumpet teacher gang had two sides: the psychotic and mistakenly vengeful side represented by Domingo Lopez Cano, his family and friends, and teachers and staff at the conservatory, and another bunch represented by the man who cried in my arms who I know to be called Antonio Ruiz (second surname a little unclear but possibly/likely Sendra), or Tonia for short.
• It seems that the Lopez Cano’s activities in the region had grown out of all proportion into something so hideous, so inexcusable - their mass psychosis putting the local people and even their own families at risk, especially the children and babies - that a group of local people had started to conspire against him too.
• I was ignorantly at the center of it all: a victim for the Lopez Cano’s misjudged revenge process, a patsy for local folk desperate for a cessation to the rampant murder and pedophilia, and a spy-intuitive working for the CIA without my knowledge so that I might report back on those who needed to be kept from the truth at all costs.
• So a conversation began between me and the trumpet teacher who cried; and his gang too.
• And this conversation was, in fact, three way as the Americans were also participating.
• And often it was even four-way, as the Lopez Cano’s joined in to abuse me horribly online and in the street and confuse everything in my mind.
• Both (apparently friendly) sides drip-fed me information about the decades-long honey-trap enterprise in the region, the mass murder of British women and other foreigners, how the online manipulation tech functioned, and how they were required to use it on children and toddlers.
• I received photos of some of the men involved in the conservatory switcheroo porn-scam.
• I received photos of multiple foreign victims of criminal porn scams and murder.
• The good local people told me about the baby-rape industry in Dénia, now thought to be the region’s major source of income, and how if they complained about it their own children would be kidnapped.
• They warned me about the poisoning in my home and my car.
• Without their help, I would not be here today.

My helpers are kidnapped by the UN and taken to Israel

Update 18^th September 2026

• It looks like they didn’t manage to kidnap Antonio Ruiz amongst the others - something they lied to me about incessantly - and he managed to hide from them.
• So, I guess, the motive for kidnap must have been “ransom”.

• My helpers were also having direct conversations online with the CIA about things the Americans definitely don’t anyone to know about, and you can see these back-and-forths very clearly from the screenshots I took while I was being terrorized online in my home.
• I was so high and out of my mind on drugs and poisons, I understood nothing of this until the last few weeks (time of writing September 2026)!
• In July 2025, the CIA, with help from the UN, kidnapped this man and his gang and took them all to Israel in a UN helicopter.
• They did it in secret - yet wanted me to know about it for some reason - and then lied to me incessantly about the nature of it, online and in choreographed stalking events internationally since then.
• My helpers have been in Israel ever since - in slavery or incarceration of some sort I assume - doing the same work they were doing in Spain for Adams’s North-London-based international, criminal porn enterprise.
• The UN raid had been in planning for some time (it coincides with a reported mass arrest on 22 July in Spain and, the record will show, a viable pregnancy from an egg the CIA stole from me in Dublin in April 2025).
• However, the UN required further confirmation that I survive poisoning before they agreed to kidnap these people.
• So they put a baby ram in with Bernadette at Lourdes, to prepare me for the weeks ahead, and to lay foundations for yet another CIA blame-game targeting French and Italian Catholics.
• And then, amazingly, the Americans together with the UN tasked their good friends the Lopez Cano’s with poisoning me at Lourdes - so that I’d still think I was in danger from them alone - an extraordinary admission of criminal involvement, if not full management of what’s going on in Dénia, and adds to my assertion that the Lopez Cano’s really have no clue at all about who didn’t pay them back in the 90s.

• After seeing the woman poisoner from Dénia in reception at my hotel, and then reading “Hola I Sorry” on my mobile before poisoning, and throughout my stay in Cauterets after surviving poisoning, the CIA gave me a lot of false information online - much of it delivered in the same way they had said “Hola I Sorry”.
• They told me my friend was going to be rescued and taken to Israel and they even gave me a date and time for it - it was a Monday that’s all I can remember, I was up in the high mountains that day or the day after.
• And, online, they were pretending to me they were Israeli, and that only Israelis were involved in rescuing him and him alone.
• I understand why the Americans were lying to me about Israel; they set Israel up to take the blame for nearly all their evil doing, unless there’s a stronger or more politically favorable option(s) to hand.
• But why lie to me about the nature of the extraction? What did they hope to gain? How were they planning on manipulating the story around favorably to themselves? And why did they take twenty-two people instead of just the one they told me about?
• My view is that once they had gotten what they psychotically (it has to be agreed) wanted from myself and my dear friend, they were planning to murder us all. Yes, the whole of lot of us.
• Certainly the way they have treated me, an apparent friend, over these last years - while doing NOTHING about the hideous criminality in Dénia - makes our murder look very much like their certainty.
• I also believe that my helpers had been targeted by the CIA from as early as 1997, to take the blame for what the Lopez Cano’s never got paid for, and my presence in Dénia had always been a huge part of that since casting in October 1997 with Matt Pompeus.
• On my recent visit to Israel in July-August 2026, I realized my errors of judgement on the situation, and how innocent I am when I think about people (which is so nice and I hope it gets even more pathological because that is my true party trick), and I even saw a switcheroo-porn trumpet teacher for the first time consciously, as well as a female gang member I have never seen before but it seems any online hypno-tech communication is memorable.
• All this proves the following:
  • The Americans tasked the Lopez Cano’s with the original crime in 1997 and set them up so that they would believe the instruction came from the British alone.
  • The good people of Dénia know the truth about the Lopez Cano’s mistaken belief in America’s gargantuan lie, and other contentious matters.
  • The Lopez Cano’s (and North London’s criminal porn gangs) often assist the Americans - not something they’d do if the American’s were truly concerned about their criminality.
  • The Americans have been working for decades towards framing my helpers for all the Lopez Cano crimes, and kidnapping them was part of that process.
  • I was helping the Americans with this - I was recruited onto the CIA intuitive program in 2006, without my knowledge and utterly non-consensually.
  • And since 1997, everyone has either believed the biggest lie ever told, or found it very useful for expanding their criminal enterprises, and the world has gone stark-raving, criminal-porn mad in the process.
• The reason all this must be true is that classes at the conservatory where children are groomed and drugged and put in porn by the serial-killing Lopez Cano gang continue to this day!

Background

Crimes committed by teachers and staff at the Tenor Cortis conservatory of music in Dénia, Spain

• Mass voyeurism, cyber-stalking, gang-stalking, honey-trapping, sedated spy-cam rape-porn, poisoning and drugging, murder, and staggering levels of sexual violence against women, children, and babies.
• The school’s website: https://portal.edu.gva.es/conservatoridenia/.

Porn fatwa

• In August 1989, I was made famous in pedophile porn by North London’s rape-gangs.
• Throughout the 90s, multiple men posing as friends who had seen this porn sedated me, raped me, and made more of it.
• There was so much of this going on in the 90s that the already massive criminal porn-viewing public were getting a little bored of seeing the same old thing, so criminal porn distributors in North London decided they would send me to Dénia where I could be brain-damaged and sedated at home and end up starring in all sorts of sordid porn genres, eventually dying in murder-porn.
• I have been under constant criminal surveillance since then.
• In 1997, male friends I trusted got me to the Las Marinas beach for casting purposes.
• At the same time, the Americans were working on extracting billions from Gaddafi for compensation payouts to Lockerbie family members, of which I am one.
• Criminal gang members were certain this was going to happen very early on - at least three years before I received any money - and used my guaranteed upcoming wealth to persuade more apparently normal men I trusted to sedate and rape me, and get their friends to do the same, adding the footage to the criminal porn archives where a category all my own had started to solidify.
• The gangs knew where I was to pinpoint precision: where I went, what I was doing, who I spoke to, what I was planning, where I worked, and importantly who my criminal porn-subscribing colleagues were at work.
• They read everything I wrote, watched everything I did online, attended work meetings with me, yoga classes, and therapy sessions, while keeping a watchful eye on my bank balance.
• And they weren’t the only ones watching either.

Brain-damaged for switcheroo horror-porn

• In 2006, I was lured to Dénia from Madrid where I was working towards my PhD in Computer Science.
• Dénia - as the entire criminal underworld and any serious pornographer knows - has been the world’s criminal porn capital for over half a century.
• The porn-gangs there produce the worst sort of porn we all hear about, but usually only men like to watch: bestiality, incest, snuff, pedophilia, and baby-rape.
• For nearly twenty years, whenever I was living in the town, I was slowly poisoned by deadly herbs so that I would lose the ability to recognize objects out of context; a stroke-like symptom.
• This was so that between November 2022 and June 2023, the gangs could set up a switcheroo horror-porn show filmed live at the conservatory, in and around the town, and in my apartment without my knowledge, where seven very different-looking men turned up to teach a class at the music school, children in attendance, and I would see them as the same man.
• The scam also required intense hallucinogenic intake to work effectively and I was drugged at my home before class, and topped up as I entered the music school by teachers, staff, and students.
• They also intended that I would invite the “trumpet teacher” to my home - a man they had manipulated me into finding sexually attractive - where they planned to live-stream sessions of switcheroo porn through the 24-7 spy-cam network, me somewhat conscious and consenting.
• This did not happen as the man’s rather pathetic romantic-advance (oh, I’m in town on Monday afternoons) gave me a PTSD reaction like no other.
• The body always knows.

Hazel Smith tries to murder me by poisoning in 2007

• British serial killers living safely in Dénia targeted me directly in 2007 and it took a long while to figure out why.
• Hazel Smith had been tasked with poisoning me by the Americans I had met the week before at a Kabbalah conference in Barcelona.
• I survived.
• I don’t believe Hazel and others realized the implications of this at the time; but I’m certain my future helpers did.
• Hazel and Sandra Smith - well known British honey-trappers and serial-killers - are connected to the Americans through the Lopez Cano’s and North London’s criminal porn distributor, Adams.
• I expect American interest made everyone suspicious of me in Dénia.

Gang-stalking

• Intense gang-stalking running concurrently to grooming, sedating, and repeatedly raping a victim for porn is now a requirement; not only to give the victim some explanation for why they are suffering sudden onset anxiety and depression, but also for victim-humiliation content which makes pornographers many more millions.
• I report on other women in the region suffering inexplicable panic attacks and other suspicious symptoms, including my mother when she visited me with my father.
• My guess is this small community in Spain has been brain-damaging women for centuries in order to rape them in macabre ways, and then laugh and point, and the trauma effects must be well understood
• So, in order to “explain away” these expected trauma-reactions to a sedated-rape victim, the gangs create incessant and intricate, carefully-choreographed terror-vignettes starring multiple known protagonists that render a victim so anxious she doesn’t notice the inexplicability of the anxiety and depression.
• I detail these daily instances in Dénia of physical stalking by a cast of seemingly hundreds, assisted by pinpoint tracking of my movements via my hacked mobile phones in order to harass me and create anxiety-forming situations with the sole intention of terrorizing me into believing that the extreme anxiety and grievous mental and emotional harm I was suffering, due to repeated sedated rape, had a “logical reason”.
• The gangs rely on the anxiety also masking the toxic physical side-effects arising from constant drugging and poisoning.
• Back in the UK in July 2024, while the terror was ongoing, I stood as a candidate for general election and was stalked endlessly in exactly the same way by criminal gangs, political parties, and other interested groups in North London.
• Gang stalking teams from the Metropolitan police even wheeled out 1989’s North London rape-gang boss Winston May to terrorize me while I was canvassing at a tube station and I would be very surprised if that event didn’t make it onto the porn networks.
• In Bali in July 2026, I was lured into attending a yoga retreat which turned out to be a CIA torture chamber whose gang-stalking processes were exactly the same as the criminal gangs of Dénia, including being drugged with intense anxiety-forming substances so that I would struggle to think straight and make good decisions.
• Criminal porn-gangs and security services must have attended the same gang-stalking training courses.

Hallucinogens, aphrodisiacs, brake-fluid, pesticides, and other substances

• From February 2022 to October 2025, I was drugged continuously with hallucinogens and other substances.
• Unusually elevated eye-pressure readings were reported as soon as I returned to Dénia in 2022, and sudden onset pre-glaucoma symptoms prove constant drug-taking as my pupils were near-permanently dilated, for years.
• My brain had already been damaged by poisoning over many years to give me a perceptual stroke-like injury whereby I’m unable to recognize objects out of context.
• This ensured that a group of vastly different-looking men - dressing the same, using a familiar voice, and performing the same actions - I thought was just one man.
• The constant hallucinogen-dosing ensured the efficacy of the switcheroo-porn scam while it was going on, and a continued inability to understand it afterwards.
• The hallucinogens also exaggerated all emotional content; specifically terror, confusion and anxiety resulting from constant gang-stalking, and intense and overwhelming sexual arousal resulting from aphrodisiac intake coupled with online manipulation from hacked devices.
• My view is that the hallucinogens, along with sedatives and happy pills, were also used to keep my mind in a confused state so that I failed to notice the obvious signs of sedating-events when they happened; just like alcohol would have when I was a child.
• As soon as I had a period of continued clarity, memories of those unusual events returned, and I am reporting them in this statement’s timeline.
• Whatever they gave me to invoke timed and overwhelming sexual-arousal was extremely effective and, given it always seemed to come on around lunchtimes - porn-addict showtime - I wonder if my neighbors popped in to add those substances to my lunch items while I was at the conservatory in the mornings.
• I believe that from around April-to-December 2023 I was also given some “physical performance” related substances as my yoga practice improved in miraculous ways, for just those months! (Curiously, something similar had happened to my body in August-September 1989 while I was in the clutches of the North London rape-gangs.)
• I felt physically twenty-years younger for a short period and I have to wonder if those feelgood emotions were intended as preparation for the planned post-switcheroo, faux-relationship-leading-to-marriage honey-trap - and my subsequent sudden death for inheritance purposes.
• Alongside all this, the gangs were poisoning me repeatedly with brake-fluid, antifreeze, pesticides, and similarly deadly substances.
• It’s not clear why they would continuously risk the life of their live-streaming, sex-slave porn-star other than that they are murderously insane and their hatred of women makes the caliphate look like pussycats.

Attempted murder by poisoning

• I’m told there have been seven serious attempts at ending my life through poisoning.
• From February 2022 and earlier in Dénia, I was drugged and poisoned without my knowledge; in class at the conservatory, at home via tampered-with water mains and air systems, by pesticides sprayed in my car and onto all my clothes and belongings, in my hotel rooms and wherever criminals gain illicit access for adding poisons and drugs to my personal items such as food, water, makeup and bathroom products - possibly still happening in September 2026 (and nothing to do with the Lopez Cano’s anymore) - and in the street during numerous distract-and-drug events.
• On Halloween night in 2023, I was poisoned with brake-fluid or anti-freeze and expected to sustain a serious injury or death.
• At the end of October 2024, I was supposed to die by poisoning with brake-fluid, anti-freeze, pesticides, and methanol added maliciously to the water and air vents in my flat, doused over all my belongings, and added to my bathroom products for absorption through the skin.
• In July 2025 in Lourdes, the Lopez Cano gang tried again to murder me with digitalis and other substances on American and UN orders.
• In June 2026, the Americans tried once again to murder me by poison at Everest Base Camp and whatever they used was so toxic I nearly went blind and I suffered intense fatigue for weeks.
• Previously, Hazel Smith had tried to murder me by poisoning in 2007, and I wonder if perhaps Patrick Evers - a man I had met in Mallorca in 1999 - had tried and failed in the year 2000 when I ended up in hospital in Amsterdam with blood poisoning.

Sedated-rape

• Imagine being able to rape the women you hate, and believing they’ll never know about it?
• Imagine looking for men who do that, and blackmailing them for life?
• It turns out, they had been sedating and raping me for years already, long before the “switcheroo” events and my sex-slave porn-stardom at the Vilamar apartments of Carrer Furs, Dénia, between 2022 and 2024.
• I was repeatedly sedated, raped, and filmed in my homes in Joan Fuster between 2014-2016, Passeig Periodista Ramon Ortega between 2012-2014, and even in Cami Llavador between 2006-2009.
• My father brought my mother to Dénia for the same reason in 2016.
• I was sedated and raped in Amsterdam in 2001 by my boyfriend Brian and his criminal associates from North London and Dénia.
• One of those criminal associates, a man with a severe facial disfigurement who may be related to another ex-boyfriend of mine Matthew Copeland, was set up to repeat that event in France in 2024 when the porn-gangs were panicking and needed someone to throw under the bus.
• I was sedated and raped repeatedly in August-September of 1989 in Tottenham by North London rape-gangs.
• I was sedated and raped by a multitude while believing I was a member of the N8 band between 1990-1992, and all the boyfriends I have had since then knew me for this reason and so continued the sedate-and-rape efforts.
• It is likely that Ray Archer’s house in Queen’s Avenue Muswell Hill was a brothel/rape-house that even my father and his mates visited.
• And of course, not forgetting crypto-giant Polygon’s conference in Bali in May 2024 where I was sedated-and-raped for a whole week, multiple famous men in attendance.
• Throughout my life, I have continually met other women who I now believe have suffered similarly.
• It is my view, this morning, that my extreme and exaggerated experience of sedated-rape throughout my life is meant to survive a mighty purpose: resetting the human mind, making us sane again.

Police and government corruption

• As a once firm believer in Western civilization - the unquestionable assumption that someone, somewhere cares about mine and my neighbor’s safety and wellbeing, and will do something if anything bad happens - I could only assume that the total lack of action from police was due to porn-gang corruption and my early stardom in pedophile porn which had somehow stripped me of all my human rights.
• Who could have imagined that America was behind it all!
• And that they have done so much unspeakable evil to their friends over the last half century that they control nearly every country in the world, with threats.
• I saw for myself how they can literally shutdown small towns in Koh Samui, and Bali, because of one small woman’s visit; but even worse is that they have forbidden all-and-any law enforcement activities throughout a small region of Spain, and even up to the capital Madrid if anyone keeps trying to get help!
• What do you think might happen to such a region which has effectively become a “Free Town”.. quoting Zoe BJ.. with criminal gangs flying in from all over the world to set up shop - Russia, Vietnam, France, UK, etc. - picking off the fish in a barrel; mostly British and other foreign pensioners, wealthy gays, women, children, etc.?
• I describe what has happened to such a region in this police statement.
• The town of Dénia went from a quiet and industrious seaside town to baby-rape capital of the world in less than thirty years!
• A town where apparently normal men annoyed with their ex-wives might ambush them at their houses with groups of their friends to tie them up and film torture-rape porn, lacerating their vaginas in the process, the police disinterested, the women left debilitated with suicidal depression.
• The porn-gangs of Dénia are untouchable, and membership is now made up of nearly all men and most of the women in the town.
• Furthermore, America uses the criminals of this region for any sort of unutterable evil they might be able to dream up - and they seem to have no limits on this - hence the Elon sedated-rape, colleague-porn scam in Bali (which they also control) and other things I’m sure we’ll be hearing about soon.
• What do you think happens to the minds of billions of men participating in all this on the porn networks?
• Well, I can tell you they say, wow, hey everyone, look at this… we can do whatever we like now, we just have to tell them Dénia organized it.

The global tech-bro porn-addict community

• The audience for criminal porn is massive.
• 1-in-3 men are paying for and regularly watching some version of rape online.
• Today, there are no non-deviant nor consensual porn-genres.
• Nevertheless, although normalized and boldly snickering, addicts are still riddled with shame.
• The gangs’ ability to find willing conspirators anywhere I am in the world is evidence for this; and the women (and some men) who hunt down blackmail targets are a growing problem no rape-addict foresaw.
• This police statement details just a tiny sample of the wider problem and reveals the lightning connectivity of global porn-addict distribution networks, and the instant fervour invoked in their members when an unwitting victim is around.
• Examples of male victims caught in the normalized snickery porn-rot destroying our world include tutorial students of mine still at school, a neighbor at the bottom of the road, random men in the street halfway around the world, random snickering men from England given seats next to me on a bus in Valencia, a Tibetan monk living in France, an ophthalmologist at Moorfields, the whole town of Dénia, a traffic cop in Teruel, random men in Madrid, a whole bunch of Buddhist mediators in Avila, a male flight attendant on Qatar airways, a hotel technician in Bandol, a registered mountain-guide in France, my managers and colleagues at work, apparent friends, boyfriends and family members, the list just goes on and on.
• The only country I have traveled to over the last few years where the porn-gangs left me alone is Israel.
• So it is no surprise that at every tech company I have worked at over the last decades - where I’m often the only woman among hundreds of men - the porn-gangs have quickly found a male colleague who knows me (or soon will) from my sedated rape-porn stardom.
• And it doesn’t take an Einstein to figure out that these sorts of subscribers - with ready cash, usually crypto - might pay extraordinary amounts to see a female colleague they despise in varying degrees of sexual humiliation.
• Might they be persuaded to pay to participate in mass-raping her too?
• I wonder how much a ticket for an interactive show like that might cost.
• My horror-porn tenure at Polygon - while I was living as an unwitting sedated-sex-slave in my spy-cam apartment at Carrer Furs - and culminating in a week’s long attack at a conference in Bali, soon after which I was fired, is probably the most egregious example ever known of what male tech employees can justify.
• And everyone knows it’s not just me!
• My view is that every time Elon posts weird things on X that annoy women, or that relate to a target’s life experiences, they’re getting themselves geared up for another event.
• The most interesting thing, however, is what the porn-distributors managing the live-stream sales tell these men that makes them so sure they’ll never get caught!

A starting point for corporate investigators

• It turns out, that everyone was having so much fun at my expense over the last thirty-eight years - and making so much money - of course the tech-bro porn-addicts at the companies I worked for were enjoying my prolonged horror-porn crucifixion.
• The porn-gangs even used regular, common, law-abiding, apparently normal, tax-paying recruitment-agents to lure me into amazing jobs with great salaries in which I was immediately treated like dirt.
• Those grotesquely upsetting moments were lived-streamed for jeering, and masturbating over when the boys popped over later on after I had gone to bed and was rendered unconscious on sedating gas.
• For these horrible reasons, I’m uploading my CV so that if anyone cares to investigate the global tech-bro horror-porn obsessions endangering the lives of law-abiding, tax-paying, decent women and men (of which I am no doubt the tip of the iceberg), here’s where you might like to start.

Lorraine Blackbourn should be alive today

• Lorraine Blackbourn committed suicide in July 2021; just before I was lured back to Dénia for a short holiday.
• Her funeral took place the very day I went to the beach and saw Caroline England crying at the Rani Palace restaurant.
• I always knew Lorraine’s death was key to this story, but it took me a long time to figure out exactly how.
• Five years later, to the day, at Loka Yoga in Bali, Taryn and Yan ask me to tell them about everything that has been happening to me over the last years.
• Taryn cries while I’m speaking.
• When I’m done, Taryn tells me about a friend of hers who was tricked by her husband - about how he pretended he wasn’t interested in her anymore during lock down, while another friend of his started to make advances.
• When the woman visited her husband’s friend, four of them were waiting for her - including the husband.
• They tied her up with ropes and tortured her sexually, filming all the while, and she ended up having to have surgery on her vagina.
• A day or two later, after an intense psychological battering by the Americans in Bali, I realize Taryn was telling me what happened to Lorraine.
• A day or two after that, they AI a Snoopy video for me that demonstrates the position Lorraine had been tied up in.
• Lorraine’s unnecessary death is what happens to people that have been given the power to do whatever they like to each other, and are hopelessly addicted to porn.
• An example of what the whole world will look like if rape-addicts lose their shame like they have in Dénia.
• I dedicate this police statement to Lorraine and blame porn-sick America for every evil I describe in it.

Everyone in baby-rape-capital-of-the-world knows who I am

• If you travel to Dénia and talk to a few people, ask them if they know me.
• They will say yes.
• A Spanish government official, Paloma, confirmed it; everyone in Dénia knows who I am.
• If you ask them why the whole town persecuted and terrorized me for three years, I expect the answers will be quite interesting.
• Perhaps you’ll find someone who saw me going to the toilet, or showering, or doing yoga in my sitting room, or taking an enema.
• Maybe someone heard me farting loudly.
• Many of the men will have seen footage of me masturbating in my bedroom or bathroom while I was drugged out of my mind on spiked hallucinogens and aphrodisiacs.
• No doubt they will have seen the regular sedated-rape sessions broadcast live from my apartment, or even the preliminary switcheroo sex-assaults filmed live at music classes at the conservatory.
• You could ask them if they were watching the porn specials back in 2015, 2013, or even 2008 from my other homes.
• Were they shown the footage of me as a child, sedated and gang raped by a group of black men, or any of the other multiple times I ended up in porn without my conscious awareness, knowledge, or consent?
• Why not ask them who else they’re watching in similar situations; there’s bound to be masses of live-action spy-cam sex-slaves everyone knows about.
• Ask them how many women and children have ended up dead, and whether they expected the same for me.
• I can imagine you could start a conversation off with one of these people and it feel normal, and funny, and they’re laughing, in a jeering way - they’re way better than those foreign sluts everyone hates that they watch obsessively on the porn channels - and you mention the children, and the conservatory teachers, and they’re still laughing, but there’s a flutter in their voice now, and you mention the babies, and there’s a splutter, and then they stop laughing, you lose eye contact with them, and maybe, just maybe, the shame can come in and they’re human again.

What happens to those who complain

• If you complain about what’s going on in Dénia you’re put to death, or maimed for life, or your children are kidnapped, or you’re terrorized relentlessly, or worse.
• I recall a British woman telling me she’d refused to do porn with her much-younger-Spanish-boyfriend and that he’d become enraged.
• When I saw her again, fifteen years later, she was crippled; my guess is due to regular pesticide-dousing of clothes and belongings.
• Then there was unusually irascible Maria, living alone, her liver swollen to three times its size; all her doctors and even the hospital in Valencia telling her it was nothing!
• I remember seeing crippled locals; a youngish man working in a tobacconist, someone I had known not so long before as fit and healthy.
• This is what happens to the good people of Dénia.
• Were some of those people who laughed at me in the street or at the conservatory laughing with joy, with hopefulness that someone finally managed to stand up to the Lopez Cano’s after all these years?
• How many have refused to do porn, or tried to stop some evil, and ended up crippled by pesticides or murdered?
• How many parents have lost their daughters to the porn-gangs?
• Are all victims of horror-porn, even the unwitting ones, summarily maimed or killed?
• My online helper told me repeatedly that the gang will kidnap your kids if you go against them.
• Did they kidnap his children on American orders?
• Was the Madeline McCann kidnap an attempt to take back some control by those mistaken about who was really controlling the Lopez Cano’s?
• Is she still alive? That’d be amazing.
• Am I very naive?

Why was I in Dénia?

• I love Dénia.
• I thought I had many friends there.
• I had no idea that - apart from my first visit in 1997 - I’d been lured there by online manipulation as a prime target for horror-porn specials that require careful poisoning over many years to administer stroke-like, brain-damage symptoms, and that multiple, international security services were aware of it.
• I sang in the Orfeó de Dénia choir, led by Klara Sarkadi.
• It was while singing with Klara’s choir that I met the characters who made sure I applied to the conservatory of Dénia to study the piano.
• “Find out what she wants”, is their subtle and not-so subtle honey-trap game, and they supplied.

• Except, they knew I loved to play the piano long before I got close enough to anyone to have told them myself!
• Here I am at the yacht club as a student of the conservatory of Dénia in the winter of 2015 while suffering with increasing depression and anxiety as multiple local men were entering my spy-cam networked apartment to rape me after I’d gone to bed and been rendered unconscious with sedating gas.

• Having a background in music, piano, and a Bachelor of Arts in Performing Arts, I had huge respect for the teachers and staff at the conservatory of Dénia.
• The standard of teaching was second-to-none and studying the piano with them was, I believed, an enormous privilege.
• Dénia was my safe place; a special, magical place where I felt at home.

• I had no notion of the ugly underbelly of this place; about how unsafe women and children are, even at government learning establishments.
• It was inconceivable to me that the professional, well-educated, well-spoken, friendly, apparently normal Spanish people I interacted with on a daily basis were happily sacrificing women and children and babies to their never-satiated gods of porn.
• Is it possible God had another reason for me to be there, a good one?

The Ark Project Trilogy

• Fear & Loathing in Las Marinas is the third and final part of the Ark Project Trilogy, something I started thinking about way back in 2012.

• Part two, prophetic-horror AntiChrist by Jack Chardwood written in 2015, was inspired by the events at the conservatory of Dénia between 2014-2015, specifically the bizarre relationship with Domingo Lopez Cano, a true-blue misogynist likely serial-killer (the former having the tendency to lead to the latter when you own the police in the region).
• Part one, multi-universe romance Life Without The Liar by Margaret Murphy, was inspired, I thought, by the need to heal myself from the 1989 North London rape-gang events. I wonder now if it was inspired instead by my having found Shams after all these years, without being consciously aware of it.

Holy alliances

• And now begin the mostly holy alliances which lead to the end of hell on earth.

Contact me

• Contact me for any further information you may require on the-chief-of-police@fearandloathinginlasmarinas.com.
• Agent and publisher details coming soon.