The professor 2018 & Guardian reporter

It was 2018 and I had just figured out that the professor wasn't actually crazy and he was an undercover agent on the streets. I was at the Starbucks downtown on the corner of St Mary's and Houston Street right before closing. I had used my Instagram and email to contact the guardian about my story several times. While I was sitting at the Starbucks a woman showed up who looks very familiar she was sitting at the high long table. I sat in a stool two seats away from her watching what she was doing she was working on stories with her laptop it's the guardian reporter. When I gave her my story she decided to do dirty politicians a favor and stalk and harass me all over the city. The professor was inside the Starbucks that evening and he usually doesn't go in. Him and Randolph were the only ones in the Starbucks other than that reporter I took the pictures of her figured out who she was posted the story on the Instagram. The professor was making her very nervous he was behind her and his arms were flailing about as they always do he kept circling around pointing at her and she was flinching and ducking. Eventually he made her so uncomfortable she finally left. After she left he sat down next to me and said Greengo he was making me believe that I was not safe downtown he kept pointing at the traffic signal telling me it was time to go back towards the college. He told me to stay in the light. In other words they were copying the good agents and officers line of communication with me they were abusing it which was going to cause some confusion later. As I walk down st. Mary's and then Main Street the church had all the lights on which I had never seen before. So I stayed in the lights the whole way which led me down San Pedro they had shut off the lights on Main Street. And staying in the light LED me right into the path of three different predators they were circling me yelling profanity from their window one of them pulled over and asked me if I date another one asked if I wanted a ride. These were more pervert rapist that they had gathered up to attack me and assault me. In other words the professor sent me into danger hoping that I would be raped and possibly killed. As you can imagine I don't like the professor much but I never let him know that.
And obviously the reporter from the guardian here in San Antonio is a monster a sociopath