In the episode of Angel there is a demon that takes the fears and insecurities and turns them into certainty and hate. The victims of its torment were tenants in a shifty hotel who all had something to hide. Many people succumbed to visions of their fears and paranoia. One character, Judy, is an example of this.
Judy is a bank teller before she is first introduced in the episode. She is doing very well and is about to get married. She is doing a very good job at work until her boss found out she is half black. Her boss fired her and her friends where she worked were alienated from her and began to hate her. Worst of all, her fiancé abandoned her after he found out as well. Upset, she stole money from her job and fled to a hotel where the majority of the story took place.
When she reached the hotel, she hid the money in her room but is still convinced that police will pursue her and thinks about giving the money back. She stayed in her room with the money hidden in it, but is still nervous that someone will come. When a police inspector came to her room to look for her, she hid in Angel’s room to find a place to put the money. When Angel came back in she tried to pass herself as a cleaning lady in order to plant the money in his room. At first Angel thinks Judy is stealing from him and she begged him not to turn her in. He told her that there is nothing to steal and that she could get out. Soon the police inspector came and knocked on the door when he checked Judy’s room. Instead of turning her in Angel hid her and didn’t let the inspector inside. She lied at first then told Angel why she is in her room. Angel found the money and they had a brief discussion on why she is there. Judy thinks that she will be ousted by him but he didn’t and told her that everyone had something to hide and that nobody is who they appeared to be.
When Judy started to hear voices in her head that the paranoia demon planted in her mind, her concerns about being found out started to get anxious about whether to leave or stay. If she stayed she could be found out, and if she left it will appear suspicious. When the other tenants started to get riled up about a man being shot, her fears started to become reality, because police will come and she will think that they will search her room. The hotel owner decided not to report it because it will lead to bad publicity, but Judy’s fears were still there because she felt that it is imminent that police will come.
The voices in Judy’s head started to get the best of her when she started to panic, so she went to talk to Angel whenever she is afraid. She reveals a little bit of her story at a time because she trusted him. Angel had already forgiven her when she broke into his room, which gave her a thought. She wondered whether her previous place of work will forgive and forget if she turned the money back in, and if she will be cleared of the charges. However she had doubts because of how her friends turned on her because of her secrets coming to light.
When her voices get worse and when people around her started to get paranoid, she started to have doubts about whether or not she will be forgiven, and started to grow more fearful and paranoid as well. She gets frightened when the tenants started to get aggressive with each other. She is frightened even more when Angel is gone getting some things from a shop to draw out and destroy the paranoia demon.
Soon enough when Angel came back from a shop that sold supernatural items, he returned to the hallway with his room to see tenants swarming Judy. They were accusing her of the suicide, which they think is a murder. Blind with rage, the crowd is about to kill her out of retribution. She then saw Angel coming down the hallway with strange items including an axe. Out of fear and desperation, she shouted out that he is the one. The crowd had no rationality and immediately went after him. Judy watched in horror as they hung Angel over the railing killing him. Judy left because she thinks if she showed sympathy, the crowd will turn on her as well. When everyone left, Angel got down from the railing and removed the noose from his neck.
The paranoia demon appeared to Angel and told him that humans will turn on each other at the slightest chance. Angel believed this because after all the kindness she had shown Judy, the human had turned on her. Angel then left the hotel to the demon, and told him to do what he wishes with the tenants.
Friday, October 30, 2009
English Observation Final Draft (Portfolio)
My snake is a graceful, placid one, and she is used to many kinds of people. I got her when she is quite small, and I have always wanted a pet reptile. Reptiles are my favorite kind of animal and I admire their appearance. My snake is a corn snake is a variation called anerythristic. It is an opposite of an albino, which means instead of a lack of dark pigment, she has an excess. Normally a corn snake is a variety of different oranges, reds, yellows. They have a black and white underbelly in a checkerboard pattern. My snake is black, brown, and grey, with a checkerboard belly. There is no special attention concerning too much UV light like an albino would need. It is neat that such a different variation of the same animal doesn’t have anything hampering it.
She likes to lay under the glow of her lamp, her black and grey scales brightly reflecting the light, contrasting to her dull colored hide. She calmly rests on her checkerboard colored belly absorbing the warmth of the light. When she has absorbed enough she fluidly slides away from the heat. Almost like a miniature river of sand, she grinds down towards the floor of the terrarium, moving slowly yet gracefully. She then wedges herself into her cave, avoiding the heat and relaxing again.
When I approach the terrarium she turns her unblinking reptilian eyes toward me, soon turning her whole wedge-shaped head too. When I reach in, she simply looks up; ignoring what would be a sign of danger in the wild. Lifting her out of tank, her still growing weight is starting to become apparent. A few months ago she is as heavy as a tissue box. Now she is the weight of two apples, but when fully grown she would be as heavy as a grapefruit. Once in my hands she does not flee, she simply wraps around getting a good hold. Far from the killing squeeze she uses on her prey, more like a secure grip to keep from slipping off. Secure in her hold, she glides across my fingers toward the next hand.
I then sit to the floor, letting my snake slowly slide to the floor. When she reaches the ground she winds from side to side, gliding across the carpet at moderate speed. Almost like a living stream she flows across the ground, clearly not hampered by the lack of limbs. When she approaches the wall, she turns to the side and the rest of her body follows like a miniature train. After a while of her venturing around, she starts to cool down and loses some steam and starts to slow.
Soon she goes to sun in the light from a window a few times to resume her activities, and then it is time for her to go back. Picking her up with both hands then walking her back, she is reluctant to go back in. After some coaxing she coils up under her lamp, waiting for another time to go loose in the house. After warming up again, she waits on her branch, almost looking like a large lump of rock on a tree.
When night comes the lights go out, and she then goes into her cave. Heated slightly from underneath, it is still a bit cooler than her bright lamp. Slowly drifting off to sleep, her eyes can’t be closed and she seems eerily awake. When morning comes she repeats the cycle of warming and heating, waiting for me to take her out again.
When another person holds her it is the same, just another human to let her wander. Sliding around as if there is no difference in people, she fears nobody, and never has problems with any people.
She likes to lay under the glow of her lamp, her black and grey scales brightly reflecting the light, contrasting to her dull colored hide. She calmly rests on her checkerboard colored belly absorbing the warmth of the light. When she has absorbed enough she fluidly slides away from the heat. Almost like a miniature river of sand, she grinds down towards the floor of the terrarium, moving slowly yet gracefully. She then wedges herself into her cave, avoiding the heat and relaxing again.
When I approach the terrarium she turns her unblinking reptilian eyes toward me, soon turning her whole wedge-shaped head too. When I reach in, she simply looks up; ignoring what would be a sign of danger in the wild. Lifting her out of tank, her still growing weight is starting to become apparent. A few months ago she is as heavy as a tissue box. Now she is the weight of two apples, but when fully grown she would be as heavy as a grapefruit. Once in my hands she does not flee, she simply wraps around getting a good hold. Far from the killing squeeze she uses on her prey, more like a secure grip to keep from slipping off. Secure in her hold, she glides across my fingers toward the next hand.
I then sit to the floor, letting my snake slowly slide to the floor. When she reaches the ground she winds from side to side, gliding across the carpet at moderate speed. Almost like a living stream she flows across the ground, clearly not hampered by the lack of limbs. When she approaches the wall, she turns to the side and the rest of her body follows like a miniature train. After a while of her venturing around, she starts to cool down and loses some steam and starts to slow.
Soon she goes to sun in the light from a window a few times to resume her activities, and then it is time for her to go back. Picking her up with both hands then walking her back, she is reluctant to go back in. After some coaxing she coils up under her lamp, waiting for another time to go loose in the house. After warming up again, she waits on her branch, almost looking like a large lump of rock on a tree.
When night comes the lights go out, and she then goes into her cave. Heated slightly from underneath, it is still a bit cooler than her bright lamp. Slowly drifting off to sleep, her eyes can’t be closed and she seems eerily awake. When morning comes she repeats the cycle of warming and heating, waiting for me to take her out again.
When another person holds her it is the same, just another human to let her wander. Sliding around as if there is no difference in people, she fears nobody, and never has problems with any people.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
English Observation 3
My snake is a graceful, placid one, and she is used to many kinds of people. I got her when she was quite small, and I have always wanted a pet reptile. Reptiles are my favorite kind of animal and I admire their appearance. My snake is a corn snake that is anerythristic. That is an opposite of an albino, which means instead of a lack of dark pigment, she has an excess. Normally a corn snake would be different oranges, reds, yellows, with a black and white underbelly in a checkerboard pattern. My snake is black, brown, grey, with a checkerboard belly.
She likes to lay under the glow of her lamp, her black and grey scales brightly reflecting the light, contrasting to her dull colored hide. She calmly rests on her checkerboard colored belly absorbing the warmth of the light. When she has absorbed enough she fluidly slides away from the heat. Almost like a miniature river of sand, she grinds down towards the floor of the terrarium, moving slowly yet gracefully. She then wedges herself into her cave, avoiding the heat and relaxing again.
When I approach the terrarium she turns her unblinking reptilian eyes toward me, soon turning her whole wedge-shaped head too. When I reach in, she simply looks up; ignoring what would be a sign of danger in the wild. Lifting her out of tank, her still growing weight was starting to become apparent. A few months ago she was as heavy as a tissue box. Now she was the weight of two apples, but when fully grown she would be as heavy as a grapefruit. Once in my hands she does not flee, she simply wraps around getting a good hold. Far from the killing squeeze she uses on her prey, more like a secure grip to keep from slipping off. Secure in her hold, she glides across my fingers toward the next hand.
I then sit to the floor, letting my snake slowly slide to the floor. When she reaches the ground she winds from side to side, gliding across the carpet at moderate speed. Almost like a living stream she flows across the ground, clearly not hampered by the lack of limbs. When she approaches the wall, she turns to the side and the rest of her body follows like a miniature train. After a while of her venturing around, she starts to cool down and loses some steam and starts to slow.
Soon she goes to sun in the light from a window a few times to resume her activities, and then it is time for her to go back. Picking her up with both hands then walking her back, she is reluctant to go back in. After some coaxing she coils up under her lamp, waiting for another time to go loose in the house. After warming up again, she waits on her branch, almost looking like a large lump of rock on a tree.
When night comes the lights go out, and she then goes into her cave. Heated slightly from underneath, it is still a bit cooler than her bright lamp. Slowly drifting off to sleep, her eyes can’t be closed and she seems eerily awake. When morning comes she repeats the cycle of warming and heating, waiting for me to take her out again.
When another person holds her it is the same, just another human to let her wander. Sliding around as if there was no difference in people, she fears nobody, and never has problems with any people.
She likes to lay under the glow of her lamp, her black and grey scales brightly reflecting the light, contrasting to her dull colored hide. She calmly rests on her checkerboard colored belly absorbing the warmth of the light. When she has absorbed enough she fluidly slides away from the heat. Almost like a miniature river of sand, she grinds down towards the floor of the terrarium, moving slowly yet gracefully. She then wedges herself into her cave, avoiding the heat and relaxing again.
When I approach the terrarium she turns her unblinking reptilian eyes toward me, soon turning her whole wedge-shaped head too. When I reach in, she simply looks up; ignoring what would be a sign of danger in the wild. Lifting her out of tank, her still growing weight was starting to become apparent. A few months ago she was as heavy as a tissue box. Now she was the weight of two apples, but when fully grown she would be as heavy as a grapefruit. Once in my hands she does not flee, she simply wraps around getting a good hold. Far from the killing squeeze she uses on her prey, more like a secure grip to keep from slipping off. Secure in her hold, she glides across my fingers toward the next hand.
I then sit to the floor, letting my snake slowly slide to the floor. When she reaches the ground she winds from side to side, gliding across the carpet at moderate speed. Almost like a living stream she flows across the ground, clearly not hampered by the lack of limbs. When she approaches the wall, she turns to the side and the rest of her body follows like a miniature train. After a while of her venturing around, she starts to cool down and loses some steam and starts to slow.
Soon she goes to sun in the light from a window a few times to resume her activities, and then it is time for her to go back. Picking her up with both hands then walking her back, she is reluctant to go back in. After some coaxing she coils up under her lamp, waiting for another time to go loose in the house. After warming up again, she waits on her branch, almost looking like a large lump of rock on a tree.
When night comes the lights go out, and she then goes into her cave. Heated slightly from underneath, it is still a bit cooler than her bright lamp. Slowly drifting off to sleep, her eyes can’t be closed and she seems eerily awake. When morning comes she repeats the cycle of warming and heating, waiting for me to take her out again.
When another person holds her it is the same, just another human to let her wander. Sliding around as if there was no difference in people, she fears nobody, and never has problems with any people.
English Analysis 3
In the episode of Angel there is a demon that takes the fears and insecurities and turns them into certainty and hate. The victims of its torment were tenants in a shifty hotel who all had something to hide. Many people succumbed to visions of their fears and paranoia. One character, Judy, was an example of this.
Judy was a bank teller before she was first introduced in the episode. She was doing very well and was about to get married. She was doing a very good job at work until her boss found out she was half black. Her boss fired her and her friends where she worked were alienated from her and began to hate her. Worst of all, her fiancé abandoned her after he found out as well. Upset she stole money from her job and fled to a hotel where the majority of the story took place.
When she reached the hotel, she hid the money in her room but was still convinced that police would still pursue her and thought about giving the money back. She stayed in a room with the money hidden in it but was still nervous that someone would come. When a police inspector came to her room to look for her, she hid in Angel’s room to find a place to put the money. When Angel came back in she tried to pass herself as a cleaning lady in order to plant the money in his room. At first Angel thought Judy was stealing from him and she begged him not to turn her in. He told her that there was nothing to steal and that she could get out. Soon the police inspector came and knocked on the door when he checked Judy’s room. Instead of turning her in Angel hid her and didn’t let the inspector inside. She lied at first then told Angel why she was in her room. Angel found the money and they had a brief discussion on why she was there. Judy thought that she would be ousted by him but he didn’t and told her that everyone had something to hide and that nobody was who they appeared to be.
When Judy started to hear voices in her head that the paranoia demon planted in her mind, her concerns about being found out started to get anxious about whether to leave or stay, because if she stayed she could be found out, and if she left it would appear suspicious. When the other tenants started to get riled up about a man being shot, her fears started to become reality, because police would come and she would think that they would search her room. The hotel owner decided not to report it because it would lead to bad publicity, but Judy’s fears were still there because she felt that it was imminent that police would come.
The voices in Judy’s head started to get the better of her when she started to panic, so she went to talk to Angel whenever she was afraid. She would reveal a little bit of her story at a time because she trusted him. Angel had already forgiven him a while back when she broke into his room, which gave her a thought. She wondered whether her previous place of work would forgive and forget if she turned the money back in, and if she would be cleared of the charges. However she had doubts because of how her friends turned on her because of her secrets coming to light.
When her voices get worse and when people around her started to get paranoid, she started to have doubts about whether or not she would be forgiven, and started to grow more fearful and paranoid as well. She would get frightened when the tenants started to get aggressive with each other. She was frightened even more when Angel was gone getting some things from a shop to draw out and destroy the paranoia demon.
Soon enough when Angel came back from a shop that sold supernatural items, he returned to the hallway with his room to see tenants swarming Judy. They were accusing her of the suicides as murders, and were about to kill her out of retribution. She then saw Angel coming down the hallway with strange items including an axe. Out of fear and desperation, she shouted out that he was the one. The crowd had no rationality and immediately went after him. Judy watched in horror as they hung Angel over the railing to kill him. Judy left because she thought if she showed sympathy, the crowd would turn on her as well. When everyone left, Angel got down from the railing and removed the noose from his neck.
The paranoia demon appeared to Angel and told him that humans will turn on each other at the slightest chance. Angel believed this because after all the kindness she had shown Judy, the human had turned on her. Angel then left the hotel to the demon, and told him to do what he wishes with the tenants.
Judy was a bank teller before she was first introduced in the episode. She was doing very well and was about to get married. She was doing a very good job at work until her boss found out she was half black. Her boss fired her and her friends where she worked were alienated from her and began to hate her. Worst of all, her fiancé abandoned her after he found out as well. Upset she stole money from her job and fled to a hotel where the majority of the story took place.
When she reached the hotel, she hid the money in her room but was still convinced that police would still pursue her and thought about giving the money back. She stayed in a room with the money hidden in it but was still nervous that someone would come. When a police inspector came to her room to look for her, she hid in Angel’s room to find a place to put the money. When Angel came back in she tried to pass herself as a cleaning lady in order to plant the money in his room. At first Angel thought Judy was stealing from him and she begged him not to turn her in. He told her that there was nothing to steal and that she could get out. Soon the police inspector came and knocked on the door when he checked Judy’s room. Instead of turning her in Angel hid her and didn’t let the inspector inside. She lied at first then told Angel why she was in her room. Angel found the money and they had a brief discussion on why she was there. Judy thought that she would be ousted by him but he didn’t and told her that everyone had something to hide and that nobody was who they appeared to be.
When Judy started to hear voices in her head that the paranoia demon planted in her mind, her concerns about being found out started to get anxious about whether to leave or stay, because if she stayed she could be found out, and if she left it would appear suspicious. When the other tenants started to get riled up about a man being shot, her fears started to become reality, because police would come and she would think that they would search her room. The hotel owner decided not to report it because it would lead to bad publicity, but Judy’s fears were still there because she felt that it was imminent that police would come.
The voices in Judy’s head started to get the better of her when she started to panic, so she went to talk to Angel whenever she was afraid. She would reveal a little bit of her story at a time because she trusted him. Angel had already forgiven him a while back when she broke into his room, which gave her a thought. She wondered whether her previous place of work would forgive and forget if she turned the money back in, and if she would be cleared of the charges. However she had doubts because of how her friends turned on her because of her secrets coming to light.
When her voices get worse and when people around her started to get paranoid, she started to have doubts about whether or not she would be forgiven, and started to grow more fearful and paranoid as well. She would get frightened when the tenants started to get aggressive with each other. She was frightened even more when Angel was gone getting some things from a shop to draw out and destroy the paranoia demon.
Soon enough when Angel came back from a shop that sold supernatural items, he returned to the hallway with his room to see tenants swarming Judy. They were accusing her of the suicides as murders, and were about to kill her out of retribution. She then saw Angel coming down the hallway with strange items including an axe. Out of fear and desperation, she shouted out that he was the one. The crowd had no rationality and immediately went after him. Judy watched in horror as they hung Angel over the railing to kill him. Judy left because she thought if she showed sympathy, the crowd would turn on her as well. When everyone left, Angel got down from the railing and removed the noose from his neck.
The paranoia demon appeared to Angel and told him that humans will turn on each other at the slightest chance. Angel believed this because after all the kindness she had shown Judy, the human had turned on her. Angel then left the hotel to the demon, and told him to do what he wishes with the tenants.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
English Observation 2
My snake is a graceful, placid one, and she is used to many kinds of people. I got her when she was quite small, and I have always wanted a pet reptile. Reptiles are my favorite kind of animal and I admire their appearance.
She likes to lay under the glow of her lamp, her black and grey scales brightly reflecting the light, contrasting to her dull colored hide. She calmly rests on her checkerboard colored belly absorbing the warmth of the light. When she has absorbed enough she fluidly slides away from the heat. Almost like a miniature river of sand, she grinds down towards the floor of the terrarium, moving slowly yet gracefully. She then wedges herself into her cave, avoiding the heat and relaxing again.
When I approach the terrarium she turns her unblinking reptilian eyes toward me, soon turning her whole wedge-shaped head too. When I reach in, she simply looks up; ignoring what would be a sign of danger in the wild. Lifting her out of tank, her still growing weight was starting to become apparent. A few months ago she was as heavy as a tissue box. Now she was the weight of two apples, but when fully grown she would be as heavy as a grapefruit. Once in my hands she does not flee, she simply wraps around getting a good hold. Far from the killing squeeze she uses on her prey, more like a secure grip to keep from slipping off. Secure in her hold, she glides across my fingers toward the next hand.
I then sit to the floor, letting my snake slowly slide to the floor. When she reaches the ground she winds from side to side, gliding across the carpet at moderate speed. Almost like a living stream she flows across the ground, clearly not hampered by the lack of limbs. When she approaches the wall, she turns to the side and the rest of her body follows like a miniature train. After a while of her venturing around, she starts to cool down and loses some steam and starts to slow.
Soon she goes to sun in the light from a window a few times to resume her activities, and then it is time for her to go back. Picking her up with both hands then walking her back, she is reluctant to go back in. After some coaxing she coils up under her lamp, waiting for another time to go loose in the house. After warming up again, she waits on her branch, almost looking like a large lump of rock on a tree.
When night comes the lights go out, and she then goes into her cave. Heated slightly from underneath, it is still a bit cooler than her bright lamp. Slowly drifting off to sleep, her eyes can’t be closed and she seems eerily awake.When morning comes she repeats the cycle of warming and heating, waiting for me to take her out again.
When another person holds her it is the same, just another human to let her wander. Sliding around as if there was no difference in people, she fears nobody, and never has problems with any people.
She likes to lay under the glow of her lamp, her black and grey scales brightly reflecting the light, contrasting to her dull colored hide. She calmly rests on her checkerboard colored belly absorbing the warmth of the light. When she has absorbed enough she fluidly slides away from the heat. Almost like a miniature river of sand, she grinds down towards the floor of the terrarium, moving slowly yet gracefully. She then wedges herself into her cave, avoiding the heat and relaxing again.
When I approach the terrarium she turns her unblinking reptilian eyes toward me, soon turning her whole wedge-shaped head too. When I reach in, she simply looks up; ignoring what would be a sign of danger in the wild. Lifting her out of tank, her still growing weight was starting to become apparent. A few months ago she was as heavy as a tissue box. Now she was the weight of two apples, but when fully grown she would be as heavy as a grapefruit. Once in my hands she does not flee, she simply wraps around getting a good hold. Far from the killing squeeze she uses on her prey, more like a secure grip to keep from slipping off. Secure in her hold, she glides across my fingers toward the next hand.
I then sit to the floor, letting my snake slowly slide to the floor. When she reaches the ground she winds from side to side, gliding across the carpet at moderate speed. Almost like a living stream she flows across the ground, clearly not hampered by the lack of limbs. When she approaches the wall, she turns to the side and the rest of her body follows like a miniature train. After a while of her venturing around, she starts to cool down and loses some steam and starts to slow.
Soon she goes to sun in the light from a window a few times to resume her activities, and then it is time for her to go back. Picking her up with both hands then walking her back, she is reluctant to go back in. After some coaxing she coils up under her lamp, waiting for another time to go loose in the house. After warming up again, she waits on her branch, almost looking like a large lump of rock on a tree.
When night comes the lights go out, and she then goes into her cave. Heated slightly from underneath, it is still a bit cooler than her bright lamp. Slowly drifting off to sleep, her eyes can’t be closed and she seems eerily awake.When morning comes she repeats the cycle of warming and heating, waiting for me to take her out again.
When another person holds her it is the same, just another human to let her wander. Sliding around as if there was no difference in people, she fears nobody, and never has problems with any people.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
English Analysis 1
In the episode of Angel there is a demon that takes the fears and insecurities and turns them into certainty and hate. The victims of its torment were tenants in a shifty hotel who all had something to hide. Many people succumbed to visions of their fears and paranoia. Judy was an example of this.
Judy was a bank teller before she was first introduced in the episode. She was doing a very good job until her boss found out she was half black. Her boss fired her and her friends where she worked were alienated from her and began to hate her. Upset she stole money from her job and fled to a hotel where the majority of the story took place.
When she reached the hotel, she hid the money in her room but was still convinced that police would still pursue her and thought about giving the money back. She stayed in a room with the money hidden in it but was still nervous that someone would come. When a police inspector came to her room to look for her, she hid in Angel’s room to find a place to put the money. When Angel came back in she tried to pass herself as a cleaning lady in order to plant the money in his room. At first Angel thought Judy was stealing from him and she begged him not to turn her in. He told her that there was nothing to steal and that she could get out. Soon the police inspector came and knocked on the door when he checked Judy’s room. Instead of turning her in Angel hid her and didn’t let the inspector inside. She lied at first then told Angel why she was in her room. Angel found the money and they had a brief discussion on why she was there. Judy thought that she would be ousted by him but he didn’t and told her that everyone had something to hide and that nobody was who they appeared to be.
When Judy started to hear voices in her head that the paranoia demon planted in her mind, her concerns about being found out started to get anxious about whether to leave or stay, because if she stayed she could be found out, and if she left it would appear suspicious. When the other tenants started to get riled up about a man being shot, her fears started to become reality, because police would come and she would think that they would search her room. The hotel owner decided not to report it because it would lead to bad publicity, but Judy’s fears were still there because she felt that it was imminent that police would come.
The voices in Judy’s head started to get the better of her when she started to panic, so she went to talk to Angel whenever she was afraid. She would reveal a little bit of her story at a time because she trusted him. Angel had already forgiven him a while back when she broke into his room, which gave her a thought. She wondered whether her previous place of work would forgive and forget if she turned the money back in, and if she would be cleared of the charges. However she had doubts because of how her friends turned on her because of her secrets coming to light.
When her voices get worse and when people around her started to get paranoid, she started to have doubts about whether or not she would be forgiven, and started to grow more fearful and paranoid as well. She would get frightened when the tenants started to get aggressive with each other. She was frightened even more when Angel was gone getting some things.
Soon enough when Angel came back from a shop that sold supernatural items, he returned to the hallway with his room to see tenants swarming Judy. They were accusing her of the suicides as murders, and were about to kill her. She then saw Angel coming down the hallway with strange items including an axe. Out of fear and desperation, she shouted out that he was the one. The crowd had no rationality and immediately went after him. Judy watched in horror as they hung Angel over the railing to kill him. Judy left because she thought if she showed sympathy, the crowd would turn on her as well. When everyone left, Angel got down from the railing and removed the noose from his neck.
The paranoia demon appeared to Angel and told him that humans will turn on each other at the slightest chance. Angel believed this because after all the kindness she had shown Judy, the human had turned on her. Angel left the hotel to the demon and told him to do what he wishes with the tenants.
Judy was a bank teller before she was first introduced in the episode. She was doing a very good job until her boss found out she was half black. Her boss fired her and her friends where she worked were alienated from her and began to hate her. Upset she stole money from her job and fled to a hotel where the majority of the story took place.
When she reached the hotel, she hid the money in her room but was still convinced that police would still pursue her and thought about giving the money back. She stayed in a room with the money hidden in it but was still nervous that someone would come. When a police inspector came to her room to look for her, she hid in Angel’s room to find a place to put the money. When Angel came back in she tried to pass herself as a cleaning lady in order to plant the money in his room. At first Angel thought Judy was stealing from him and she begged him not to turn her in. He told her that there was nothing to steal and that she could get out. Soon the police inspector came and knocked on the door when he checked Judy’s room. Instead of turning her in Angel hid her and didn’t let the inspector inside. She lied at first then told Angel why she was in her room. Angel found the money and they had a brief discussion on why she was there. Judy thought that she would be ousted by him but he didn’t and told her that everyone had something to hide and that nobody was who they appeared to be.
When Judy started to hear voices in her head that the paranoia demon planted in her mind, her concerns about being found out started to get anxious about whether to leave or stay, because if she stayed she could be found out, and if she left it would appear suspicious. When the other tenants started to get riled up about a man being shot, her fears started to become reality, because police would come and she would think that they would search her room. The hotel owner decided not to report it because it would lead to bad publicity, but Judy’s fears were still there because she felt that it was imminent that police would come.
The voices in Judy’s head started to get the better of her when she started to panic, so she went to talk to Angel whenever she was afraid. She would reveal a little bit of her story at a time because she trusted him. Angel had already forgiven him a while back when she broke into his room, which gave her a thought. She wondered whether her previous place of work would forgive and forget if she turned the money back in, and if she would be cleared of the charges. However she had doubts because of how her friends turned on her because of her secrets coming to light.
When her voices get worse and when people around her started to get paranoid, she started to have doubts about whether or not she would be forgiven, and started to grow more fearful and paranoid as well. She would get frightened when the tenants started to get aggressive with each other. She was frightened even more when Angel was gone getting some things.
Soon enough when Angel came back from a shop that sold supernatural items, he returned to the hallway with his room to see tenants swarming Judy. They were accusing her of the suicides as murders, and were about to kill her. She then saw Angel coming down the hallway with strange items including an axe. Out of fear and desperation, she shouted out that he was the one. The crowd had no rationality and immediately went after him. Judy watched in horror as they hung Angel over the railing to kill him. Judy left because she thought if she showed sympathy, the crowd would turn on her as well. When everyone left, Angel got down from the railing and removed the noose from his neck.
The paranoia demon appeared to Angel and told him that humans will turn on each other at the slightest chance. Angel believed this because after all the kindness she had shown Judy, the human had turned on her. Angel left the hotel to the demon and told him to do what he wishes with the tenants.
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