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by Sarah Lotz


  Although Private First Class Jake Wallace attempted to destroy his laptop’s hard drive after he disappeared from his base on Okinawa Island, the following correspondence was recovered by an anonymous hacker and posted on the popular debunking blog, VigilanteHacks, as alleged proof that Pastor Len Vorhees played a part in Jake Wallace’s subsequent actions.

  To: [email protected]

  From: [email protected]

  Date: 25/04/2012

  Dear Sir,

  Thank you for the last link to your latest sermon on YouTube. It was awesome to hear your voice and know that you are thinking of your Messengers all over the world. But it made me mad to read the disrespectful comments below it. I did what you said and didn’t respond to them altho I wanted to with all of my heart!!!!! I also set up another email address under another name like you said to do as you can see!!!!!

  I have lots to tell you Sir. You said to tell you if I had another one of my dreams about Mrs Pamela May Donald. I had one last night. This time I came out of my tent and into the forest clearing where the crash happened. Mrs Donald was lying on her back, and her face was covered with a thin white shroud. When she breathed in the shroud fell into her open mouth and I had to try to pull it out so that she would not suffacate [sic]. The shroud felt greasy and slipped in my hands and then she was gone and my sister Cassie was there and she also had a shroud and she said to me Jake I can’t breathe either and then I woke up. I was as cold as I was in the forest and I had to bite my fist to stop from screaming again.

  Sir, without your messages I would feel so alone. Even the Christian marines here make jokes about the boy and the robot that he speaks thru and they just don’t see that it is no joking matter. There is a group who are copying what the kid is doing and talking only thru robots and False Idols and I am afraid that the Antichrist’s influence is spreading even to this island. I am keeping a low profile like you said and just doing my duty and my training, but it is hard. If we can save one person, isn’t that what we must do? There are American families and children here and innocents. Isn’t it my duty as a Messenger to save others before it is too late?

  Yours Faithfully,

  J

  To: [email protected]

  From: [email protected]

  Date: 26/04/2012

  True Messenger,

  It is our lot and our Burden to be surrounded by those who refuse to see the truth. Be careful that they do not worm their way into your heart with their lies and their charm causing Doubt. Doubt is the demon you must be on your guard against. This is why I am saying to you to keep a low profile. I see your point about the innocents and I myself also struggle with this, but the time will come when we will stage the final battle and then those who have taken the Truth into their hearts will be saved.

  How I rejoiced to hear of your dream! It is another SIGN! Like our prophet Pamela May Donald, you were shown proof in that forest when you saw those who will be taken up and Saved. Pamela May Donald is showing you the true way. She is showing you that like the bile spewed forth by the false prophets Flexible Sandy and Dr Theodore Lund, words are empty and only ACTIONS matter when the time comes to be tested.

  You are being tested, Jake. You are being tested by the Lord our God to see if you will stray from the path. YOU and YOU alone are our voice and heart in that heathen nation. I know it is lonely, but you will receive your reward. The signs are building, Jake. The signs are BUILDING. My Messengers are growing, as more and more of the chosen have flocked to join me. But you, you who are out on his own, in a land of the Heathen, are the bravest of us all.

  He which soweth sparingly shall reap also sparingly; and he which soweth bountifully shall reap also bountifully.

  Remember the Ears and Eyes of the many-headed AntiChrist are watching all of our Messengers so be vigilant.

  To: [email protected]

  From: [email protected]

  Date: 07/05/2012

  Dear Sir,

  It is good of you to write to me so often as I know that you must be very busy now that your true Messengers are joining you in person as well as in spirit. I wish with all my HEART that I could be with them but I know this is not part of God’s plan for me!!!!

  You’re [sic] words bring me True Comfort but your meaning is clear, do not worry Sir I am being careful and always delete them as you said I should.

  There was another anti-US base protest in Urima yesterday. I felt a strong urge to go and speak to the Heathens to tell them that they must turn to Jesus before it is too late. In Luke it says that we must love our enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back, but I knew that for the Greater Good I shouldn’t do that.

  Yours faithfully,

  J

  To: [email protected]

  From: [email protected]

  Date: 20/05/2012

  Dear Sir,

  I have been checking my email everyday now and I have run thru my mind everything I have said in case I have offended you as I haven’t got an email from you for a while and then I saw the news about the death of Pamela May Donald’s husband.

  It says that he committed the sin of suicide. Can this be right?

  I know you must be very busy with your Mourning but please try and write to me even if it is only one line as reading your words gives me strength. I have tried to find your website but I can’t get on to it any more which makes me worry that you and the other True Believers have been overtaken by those who are working for the Antichrist.

  Sir, I need your Help. There are floods in the Philippines, which has to be another sign of the evil overtaking the world. Some of the guys say that my unit is going to be shipped out to help with the rescue efforts. Can I still be your Voice and Heart and Ears and Eyes if I leave here?

  I feel very alone.

  J

  To: [email protected]

  From: [email protected]

  Date: 21/05/2012

  Sir? Are you there? My unit leaves in 3 days what should I do?

  To: [email protected]

  From: [email protected]

  Date: 21/05/2012

  True Messenger,

  You are not alone. You must have faith that even in my Silence I am by your side. We are being persecuted and belittled by the False Prophets and their Flatterers but we will not break.

  I have sent you a copy of my last blog post, which explains Jim Donald’s actions.

  Jim Donald like his Beloved Wife has sacrificed himself to tell us the Real Truth, the Truth that I have suspected since the beginning when Pamela May Donald paid the ultimate price to personally send her prophecy.

  You are one of the chosen. You are special. We are facing a Holy War and time is running out. It is time for God’s Soldiers to step forward. Are you prepared to be one of God’s Soldiers?

  We need to talk but not where the eyes and ears of the Antichrist and his Flatterers can hear. Let me know of a time I can call you where we will be undisturbed.

  To: [email protected]

  From: [email protected]

  Date: 27/05/2012

  Dear Sir,

  I am sorry to go against your wishes but this is agony to me! I keep thinking about my family and my sister especially who haven’t been saved and what will happen to them if they do not see the Truth before it is too late.

  I have received your donation. I have made contact with a group who I think can help me leave but I am not sure.

  I am in the sick bay like you said I should so I cannot write for long. My unit has left. Can we talk again? I need to hear your voice as I am having Doubts.

  J

  To: [email protected]

  From: [email protected]

  Date: 27/05/2012

  DO NOT contact me again. I will contact you.

  Although Pastor Len’s website, pamelaprophet.com, is no longer up and running, the following entry was cached on 19 May 2012.

&nbs
p; My heart has been truly warmed by the messages I’ve been receiving following our Brother Jim Donald’s Martyrdom.

  For that’s what he was, Loyal Messengers. Jim Donald was a martyr. He was a martyr who gave up his life for all of us just like his dear wife Pamela did. I urge you not to take any credence of Dr Lund’s words that by taking his own life Jim Donald was committing a sin. Jim is a martyr who died so that we would know the truth. A prophet who sacrificed himself to bring us the Good News that God in His Glory has chosen to open the fifth seal.

  As it says in Revelation 6:9, And when he had opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of them that were slain for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held.

  Loyal Messengers, Jim Donald, like Pamela May Donald, was a martyr to his beliefs. I was there when he was saved, after he mourned the death of his beloved wife, and at the moment of his death, God chose to send him a vision.

  I’m choosing to put his last words here for you all to see:

  Why were they saved and not her? She was a good person and a good wife and I don’t want to do this any more they are not rite in the head they are evil. They brought on the deaths of thousands and will bring on the deaths of more UNLESS THEY ARE STOPPED.

  Jim’s meaning, just like Pamela’s, is clear. Time is running out for all of us and we must do what we can to bring as many people to the Pamelist flock as soon as we can. Is there a higher calling than saving as many as we can before that sixth seal is opened?

  Pamela May Donald was the Lord’s conduit. She was the vessel through which His message was conveyed. Dr Lund and those other charlatans have tried to hijack her message and Jim has proved this. Dr Lund does not believe that the fifth seal has yet been opened, but he is wrong.

  ‘The boy, warn them,’ Pamela May Donald told me.

  And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on they that dwell on the earth?

  Lorne Neilson reluctantly agreed to be interviewed in July 2012. This account is an edited version of our conversation.

  I’m gonna come right out and say it: I never trusted Len Vorhees. Not from the first day he arrived in Sannah County. Could talk the talk, all right, but far as I was concerned, that man was all hat and no cattle.

  But Reba took to him right away and I guess it saved us driving over to Denham County every Sunday for church. None of us knew what to think when he started saying that those kids were the four horsemen. Reba was loyal to that church, and I wasn’t going to push her. Way I saw it, it was plain that Len was using a dead woman’s last words for his own ends, as a means to get in with those big-time preachers up in Houston. Then he went and mixed Jim Donald up in that. Jim could be as mean as a box of snakes, but Pam’s death hit him hard. Stopped coming into work, wouldn’t talk to his buddies. Len shoulda let him be, let him drink himself to death if that’s what he wanted.

  You know who I blame for it all going bad? Not Jim and not even those reporters who spread it all over the newspapers and TV. I blame Dr Lund and that writer guy, Flexible Sandy. They encouraged Len right from the beginning. No one can say they’re not guilty, no matter what slick language they use to deny it.

  A week after Jim’s funeral, Stephenie’s cousin Billy had to deliver some lumber to Len’s ranch, and he asked me to ride along with him. Said he didn’t want to go up there on his own, and his regular man was down with that puke virus that was hitting the county. Reba asked me to take along some of her canned peaches. ‘For the children out there.’

  It’d been a while since I’d last been to Len’s ranch, must have been near Christmas or thereabouts. I’d seen all those new people of course, driving around in their pick-ups and SUVs with dented sides, and part of me was curious to see what was going on up there. Billy said it made him uneasy being around them. Most were from the state, but others had driven up from as far away as New Orleans.

  We got up to the gate, saw that there were a couple of men standing there. One of them was that Monty guy, the one Reba took against. They waved us down, asked us what we wanted, like they were sentries. Billy told them and they stood back, let us go through, but they stared at us real suspicious.

  There weren’t as many trailers or tents as I expected, but there were enough. Kids were running everywhere; women huddled in groups. As we drove up, I could sense them watching us. I said to Billy that Grayson Thatcher, who used to work the place before Len came, would’ve near had a heart attack if he’d seen what had happened to his ranch.

  Soon as we drew up, Pastor Len came striding out of the ranch-house, this big grin on his face, and a couple of guys appeared from the barn, started unloading the wood.

  I greeted him as polite as I could, handed over the peaches Reba had sent.

  ‘Thank her for me, Lorne,’ he said. ‘She’s a good woman. Tell her I’d be mightily glad to see her out here on Sunday. I was sorry to close the church in town, but God has shown me that my path leads here.’

  Course, I had no intention of telling Reba any such thing.

  Then, coming from the pasture out back, I heard gunfire. Sounded like automatic weapons, too. ‘What you doing out there, Len? Hunting season’s closed.’

  ‘We gotta keep sharp, Lorne. God’s work isn’t only about prayers.’

  It’s everyone’s God-given right to protect himself. I taught my girls how to shoot, same as me and Reba have been encouraging them to be prepared for any of those solar flares they’re predicting will occur. But this sounded like a whole nother rodeo–like they were fixing for some sort of battle. The more I looked around, the worse I got to feeling. It was clear they were fixing to set up some kind of secure compound. Rolls of barbed wire stacked up next to the old feed barn, and Billy said they were more than likely going to be using that wood to build some kind of fence.

  Billy and I got out of there as fast as we could. ‘You think we should tell Sheriff Beaumont ’bout what they’re doing out here?’ Billy asked.

  You could see it was going to go bad, you could smell it as if it was two-day-old roadkill.

  So we went and saw Manny Beaumont. Asked him if he knew what was going on up at that ranch. Manny said that until the Pamelists broke any laws, there wasn’t nothing he could do about them. Lots of questions were asked later. Why weren’t the FBI monitoring his emails, things like that, like they do with those Islamofascists? Guess they didn’t reckon on a backwater preacher being able to reach out into the wider world and cause the trouble that he did. Or maybe they were worried they’d have another Waco on their hands if they tried to shut him down.

  Before Private First Class Jake Wallace left Okinawa Island, he sent the following email to his parents in Virginia on 11 June 2012. It was released to the press after his body was formally identified.

  Mom, Dad,

  I’m doing this for you and Cassie.

  Someone has to become God’s Soldier in the Fight for Souls and I have stepped up to do my duty. The signs are getting clearer. Those floods in the Philippines, the war that’s going to happen in North Korea. The fourth Horseman they found down in Africa.

  I got to work fast now as time is running out.

  I am writing this to beg you to go and get Saved and take Jesus into your hearts before it is too late.

  Dad, I know you don’t believe, and I am begging you as your son to please look at the evidence. God would not lie to us. You used to tell me that 9/11 was a government conspiracy and you would get pissed when none of us agreed with you. Please, Dad. Take Mom and Cassie to church and take the Lord into your heart. TIME IS RUNNING OUT.

  I will see you in heaven when Jesus takes us up to his bosom.

  Your Son,

  Jake

  Monty Sullivan, the only Pamelist who agreed to speak to me, is currently incarcerated in the North Infirmary Command Protective Custody section at Rikers Island, where he is awaiting trial. We spoke via phone.

  EM: When did you first hear about Past
or Len Vorhees and his theory about the horsemen?

  MONTY SULLIVAN: I guess it was right at the beginning. I was a truck driver back then, delivering chickens from Shelby County to all over the state. The CB was quieter than usual, and I’d started playing the radio dials, looking for a rock station. Back then, I wasn’t into those religious shows at all. Heck, I didn’t even like country that much. When I was crossing into Sannah County, I came across Pastor Len’s show. Something about his voice got my attention.

  EM: Can you be more specific?

  MS: He sounded like he truly believed what he was saying. A lot of pastors and preachers you hear on the radio and TV, you get the idea that all they’re after is poor folks’ hard-earned cash. I was never much into religion back then, got turned off it when I was younger because of my ma. She was a real believer, sent off a monthly tithe to one of those super-church preachers down in Houston even when we didn’t have food in the house. I could tell Pastor Len was different, he didn’t once ask folks to send him any cash. And what he was saying, it caught my attention straight off. Course, Black Thursday was all over the news, and lots of preachers, specially the evangelicals, were saying it was another sign that we were all heading for Armageddon. Said the same thing after 9/11, so that wasn’t new. But Pastor Len’s point of view hit home. What he said about Pamela May Donald’s last words… The evidence was just too strong. All those colours on the planes matching up with the colours of the horsemen that John saw in Revelation; the facts that those kids shouldn’t have got away unhurt. When I finished my run a couple of days later, I went straight on the Internet, found Pastor Len’s site, pamelaprophet.com. He’d put all the evidence right there, in black and white. I read it all, then dug out my ma’s Bible which was the only thing of hers I still had. I’d sold the rest, though she didn’t leave me much. Guess you could say I was pretty wild in those days. I wasn’t into drugs or anything heavy, but I liked a drink back then, so that’s where the money went.

 

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