That much was clear to Dr. Bhavin Parique, the resident psychiatrist of the Grande Vista Special Treatment Center PICU. The young man had been brought to his hospital, stoned to another world.

He had apparently posted nuclear bomb making instructions on Facebook. Not correct instructions, mind you, they involved some sort of delusional belief that non-fissionable depleted uranium could be made to undergo fission if heated to 15MeV using an eddy current heating device driven by an explosive flux compression generator.

Bhavin had seen a lot of schizophasia in his time, and this nuclear jargon-nonsense was no different. The boy also said a lot of other bizarre delusions. He had, in fact, interned at a lab researching nuclear energy, but it was for peaceful purposes, not the bombs he discussed. The company may be a defense contractor, but its fusion energy section was for peaceful purposes. His parents had confirmed that, and that he had, in fact, worked there one summer after his freshman year. One look at the company website confirmed the department’s peaceful purpose.

The idea that the young man, hardly into college, had perceived some other purpose and that corporate security had drugged and threatened him into signing an NDA about it was frankly absurd. Hardly fit for the pages of fiction, let alone a plausible real-life event.

The young man was prone to explosive fits of yelling, as though frustrated that the entire world was, as the young man put it, gaslighting him.

Then there were his darker behaviors. He said things, things which everyone else thought were only meant to scare the hell out of people. “Ever wonder if Stephen Hawking’s wheelchair was hacked, and some government agency was simply using him as a little RC genius?” He said online publicly at one point. He routinely proposed nuclear power theories no one could understand or verify. He’d say things like “Bin Laden is on a beach with Jeffrey Epstein getting blowjobs from 23 virgins courtesy of the witness protection program” and had some absurd idea that military contractors were sex trafficking his girlfriend to fund terrorist groups in Iraq to drug up arms sales.

It was all stuff that would get you killed if you said it and were right, and the ideas were so horrid that they could not be.

But the most insane part of his interview with the boy was why the boy said he said those things publicly, with his own Facebook profile.

“If I know these things, and start saying them anonymously, they’ll kill me to keep them secret. But if I come out and say them publicly, no one will believe me, so I pose no threat. However, if after I post them I die mysteriously, people will believe I was killed for saying these things, and then believe the things. I am constantly terrified that I will be killed for knowing the things about nuclear weapons and how the secrets could give the world fusion power, free energy, and so the only way to not be killed for that knowledge, is to ensure that knowledge goes viral if I am killed.”

What a nutcase.