| This is fucking classic. I remember a similar story when I was living in an apartment. My roommate and I lived on a the third story and the guy below us was nutz. I came home from work one day to a note left on my door. He accused me of hacking his computers and stealing "top secret" documents from his HD. He thought I was with the FBI or something and my roommate and I were running a sting/stake-out operation on him. I actually found all this out from his brother or something who contacted me for fear that his brother was going to hurt me or something. Turns out he was crazy and had been off his medication.
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