I'm far too tired to even try to finish unravelling mysteries to this all myself, it's been the worst past week I've ever had in my life, no exaggeration. On Saturday evening, my fiance and I had another couple for dinner outside. Both my children were home too. This couple live 2 doors over and are pretty new to the neighbourhood and we are just getting to know them a bit and it was the first time we'd had them for dinner. Within a short while of their arrival, we were all (kids too) outside in the sun at the patio table visiting, when another neighbour, who lives directly behind us, arrived without invitation and just made himself right at home. So this man. He is early 40's. Been behind us for 4 years. He is scitzophrenic (sp.wrong), a hard core alcoholic who begins drinking when he wakes until he sleeps, well known by all in neighbourhood as he spends alot of time outside, making chat with whoever on our road is outside, carrying this nearly 2 litre size bottle of alcohol he has with him at all times. We've all on the road seen him drunk more than sober. He also has a hard core addiction to prescription pain medications. He has now developed to crushing them to snort them. Oddly, we all on the road have made nice with him when he's out. We have all always known his ability to be violent. We have all seen the police break in his door to hospitalize him as a danger to others several times over the years and also so many police calls from neighbours that he was a disturbance etc that I swear they can just camp in the driveway in their cruiser. Despite all of this, never has he been violent or aggressive to anyone on our road. We've seen him beaten up, or his knuckles all destroyed from him beating someone else, but nobody knows details. This would all occur away from our neighbourhood. Past few weeks, we've seen a noticable decline in his mental health. behaviour never in 4 years seen was happening. Anger in his face, shaking with rage about one particular man in our road, plotting to hurt that man, telling one neighbour something about another, and all the stories said to different people differing. All these stories were in effort to in a crafty manner start disputes and conflict between neighbours on our road. Now we are talking about 15 houses, all close together in a somewhat secluded street in the middle of town. Most have been here for decades or passed homes to their children, grandchildren etc. We are a nice community that all know each other, enjoy each other, keep private lives but feel comfortable with each other and know that we have a unique situation here that allows us to feel like a little community. It's been lovely here for 5 years that I've been here. So, he's behaving strangely everywhere, although much of this only came to light after all neighbours began speaking this Sunday following events Saturday night. Meanwhile, for past several weeks, we've grown uncomfortable as this guy has began coming to our yard and making himself at home every single time we use our yard, and will not leave until we go back inside the house. Its been upsetting, we've lost all privacy and have been taking to staying inside when we'd rather be outside enjoying summer. Due to his newly odd behaviour, we do not feel comfortable asking him to leave directly as he was increasingly obviously unstable. So Saturday night he arrives and brings his alcohol, cigs, cell phone and just walks into the yard, pulls up a chair to our table and acts like he is invited, and part of our gathering. He had a look of insanity that was hair raising. His eyes were solid black, he was trembling slightly as his body was wound so tight with some boiling rage. He attempted to make normal conversation and all of us were afraid and went along with it although making eye contact behind his back to show we were all alarmed. He had obviously lost touch with reality. I have truly never seen anything like this man that night in my life. never even in psycho thriller movies. I am not alone in this, everyone on the road is saying same thing at this point. He is not only mentally unstable but now we know how very dangerous and cunning and diabolical he is. Gosh, this is hard to even type, getting to the point of Sat. night is hard as to type it brings it all back. I'll just get to it So we all proceed with dinner, ensuring we just went along with his lunatic conversation. I kept the kids away. We did not drag dinner out into the social night we planned, but rather tried to appear normal but in fact rushing as fast as possible as to wind it all up. As it became dark, we tried subtly to imply it was time for him to head home etc. No go. So once it was fully dark my guests thanked us for dinner, and went home. This left my fiance, myself and this neighbour in my yard. My S/O and I started stacking dishes etc remaining on table to clean up to bring inside and hoped that this guy would leave. He didn't. He stayed sitting there and talking crazily (much of evening was a rage talk wanting us all to invite this man he has an issue with for about 6 weeks now, over to our yard, so this guy could give him drinks, get him drunk and vulnerable in order that he could attack him and hurt him). We just kept about our business and were discussing how we need an early night as we had been up late night before (not even true, just for tricking him to leave purposes). I should say, in spite of all this, our fear was for the man who he was raging about, never was it directed at us, in fact for all these years, this man has been beyond polite and respectful (if a bit invasive into our private goings on) to us, more than even other neighbours. So my S/O hugs me in order to whisper go inside for night, i'll bring the last of things inside, then we'll have to call police or something. He lets me go from our hug, says love you babe, be inside in a second when I finish gathering the dishes. I said goodbye to the guy, trying to appease him I thanked him for his company and said I hoped he had a good night. I came inside, began cleaning the mess from our dinner etc, doing dishes. I finally finished and no sign of my S/O. I put my shoes on to head back to the yard, knowing that as is the case lately as this guys been losing it past few weeks, he'll keep yacking your ear off, not wanting to end a conversation until its his choice to do so. We'd been kept talking for up to an hour a week before this beyond us saying to him we had to head off. So I intended to go tell a lie to my S/O that he needed to end the chatting as his mother was on the phone long distance, thus cutting of this guys endless rambling. I go outside, its darker than dark with our bonfire out, torches off, candles we'd had out now extinguished. No sign of a soul. Not this guy. Not my S/O. I saw the dishes stacked ready to carry inside and assumed our dinner guests had left something on table that S/O walked up to return and probably got to talking to them about what we should do about this man having been so violent in nature in his talk etc. I head up in the dark street to this couples house and as I cross their lawn to their front porch and door, I hear screaming and yelling. The outdoor light on the porch suddenly comes on and I see this man has my S/O flat on his back on the porch. Wearing steel toe boots his is repeatedly kicking my S/O in the head with a strong force. The husband of the couple whose house this was was screaming and trying to stop this guy. The wife was screaming on phone to 911 and staying safe distance back. to sum it all up, it took about 4-5 more minutes for the police to arrive. Unbeknown to us all, many on our road had all called 911. I had zero idea what happened, what was happening. but I see my S/O not moving a muscle and being brutally beaten to the head with steel toe boots and without thinking I'm on the porch screaming and trying to pull this guy off my S/O along with the husband of this nice couple. The guy stopped beating my S/O (who at no point makes a single movement, I thought he was dead and everyone, I have never known a feeling such as this in my life).This guy aimed his attention at me, yelling crazy stuff that my S/O is out of my life now, he and I with my kids can now be the family we have been for 4 years but without my S/O to muddy things up. He is screaming that I am to help him beat my S/O even further to get my S/O back for keeping this guy and i apart for all these years and stealing 4 years of family time away, and on and on. At some point, it is very much a blur those few minutes, I realized I needed to fear this man. I had been so afraid for my S/O I was recklessly yelling at this man that he was beeping nuts and what have you done and one point even began beating him on his chests with my fists. I cannot believe I am not in hospital myself, that he did not attack me as well. Police arrive and we are all hysterical. This couple has now hidden behind their locked door, S/O is not moving in the dark on the ground. I couldn't tell what injuries he had. Police are at the road getting out of the car. This guy walks over my S/O to the front lawn and calmly lights a smoke??? I go running to police screaming to call an ambulance. Tell them who my S/O is and that I have no clue what happened, I live 2 doors away and came looking to where was my S/O and came upon him being brutally attacked and was confused. I told police to please call ambulance and that I'd be right back as I had to go home to tell my son to watch my daughter and lock our door. I believed I would be going to hospital with S/O and this guy would be going to jail and between police statements and hospital, I'd be gone for hours. I also truly believed my S/O was dead!!! I dont' think I was too rational in behaviour at this point. I ran home the 2 doors away, tried to appear somewhat calm (failing badly) to my difficult child. Told him that he had to lock door, call my brother to come stay right away, that something happened, my S/O was hurt, neighbour involved, police outside, ambulance coming, don't tell your sister a thing to scare her etc. I never said anything about my S/O's injuries or not moving, trying to keep my son calm. All in all, I was with difficult child for probably about 5 minutes. I then run out the door to run back to be there for ambulance and got the shock of my life when the street was dark. So quite I heard the crickets chirping. No police, no ambulance, no S/O, no crazy neighbour, nobody. I assumed that S/O was so bad, that the police quickly took away the crazy neighbour, ambulance had already left, and that had to bode badly for the status of my S/O. I ran like a nutcase in through my neighbours door, the husband standing watching me run in (main door was opened and only screen door in my way, he made a come in gesture with his arms). I for a second registered fear on his face but in my panic for S/O didn't really consider why he was afraid looking. I said please please can you both (him and his wife) take me to the hospital, I never saw my S/O move, is he dead??? I'm sobbing at this point and actually fell to my knees, my legs so weak they didn't hold me. I hear this booming angry voice from direction of the living room saying just who do you think is at the hospital? It is crazy neighbour?? I jump to feet, go to living room, the wife is on the couch looking terrified clutching a decorative pillow. Crazy guy in a chair smoking. Me yelling what the hell is going on. Where is my S/O? and I don't know what else. I swear I had no common sense left, I was so afraid for my S/O, I didn't even question myself challenging a man so insane. I keep thinking God must have been watching out for me or something because I was foolishly creating conflict with such a dangerous person. He's talking crazy etc. The couple and I head out their door and go dashing to my house, crazy guy calmly walking behind us. Because we were running we got to my house first and in the door, locked it, went about and 3 of us locked and put the bars in the windows and closed all blinds and curtains. They make me sit and breathe so they can help me understand what happened. So, when they were locked in fear behind their door and I was telling difficult child what was happening, S/O was not moving on porch and that left only police and crazy guy outside. Crazy guy is asked what happened here. Crazy guy calmly tells police that my S/O had been beating ME and that he jumped in to protect me. They asked was he hurt, he said no. They went to porch and shook my S/O, they lifted him under each arm (2 officers) to his feet. He could not stand on his own. He was sort of opening and closing his eyes and only upright from the police holding him upright. They ask him his name, babble comes out of his mouth. Crazy guy tells police his name and says my S/O is too drunk to make sense. Police must have believed it since crazy guy has this stupid huge liquor bottle he always has. Police assumed it was a bunch of drunks getting stupid and decide my S/O, although in rough condition on his face, is drunk and starting trouble, and without speaking to anyone else or waiting for me to come back or calling ambulance, tell crazy guy to go home and settle down and sober up, and proceed to take what they think is my drunk and out of control S/O to the police station to spend the night in the drunk tank. I swear everyone, I must have been in such a state of shock. I could make no sense of anything here, all this having happened within just minutes etc. I quickly called S/O's sister, told her brief version, begged her to call for info at police station as we aren't married and they likely would tell me nothing, and call me right back. I was having a real breakdown at this point. I still didn't think that police would take S/O away. I had in my head they must have not waited for amublance but instead took S/O to hospital themselves because they couldn't afford time to wait for ambulance. How naive I realize now that I am. S/O's sister calls back and says police DO have my S/O in the drunk tank, and he'll be released when he "sobers up". I think I really lost the plot for about 10 minutes then. Sobbing and hearing nothing from anyone, so confused and not making sense of any of this. Thankfully, I snapped to protective wife type mode, and put emotion aside. We got the police to understand the situation, lets just say they are afraid of a law suit at this point, as had they talked to ANYONE else, they'd have realized they had a head injured patient, not a drunk, and that crazy guy was, well, CRAZY and dangerous etc. Thankfully, S/O is okay. Meaning no permanent damage to brain. We dont' know about his one eye, it is full of blood and no clue whats causing that. Hoping its broken blood vessels that will heal in time. Even a week later, I want to weep when I see his face. It will be well over a month before his face appears normal again. He has no memory of anything beyond when he hugged me and said he loved me after whispering to me to go inside. Immediatly next to my house, new people bought the property 2 months ago. We'd not yet met. Their bedroom window is within about 10 feet of where my patio table sits by the fence seperating our yard. They told us on Sunday morning that THEY were first to call police. We now know that there were 2 attacks on my S/O. When I went inside, left alone with crazy guy, my S/O was collecting dishes and guy leaped on him from behind and knocked him to the ground and starting kicking him repeatedly in the head. New neighbours saw through window, they'd heard me go inside, heard S/O say he loved me, then saw through window this guy attack my S/O. They ran to living room, phoned 911. By the time they got off phone, went back to that window, nobody was outside. Well meanwhile, in the shadows on the grass, lay my S/O unconcious. Crazy guy then walked 2 doors up to my dinner guests home and waltzed in their door, sat down in a chair and settled in to visit. Scaring the jeepers out of this couple and leaving them afraid and not knowing what to do. About 5-10 minutes later, my S/O came back round and was bleeding all about his face, mouth gushing blood, confused, barely able to walk. Instead of coming inside, for unknown reasons, (he has no clue, he was obviously not able to have rational thought) he walked to this couples house. Upon arrival, crazy guy ran out to the porch and knocked down my S/O again and started kicking him in the head again, within minutes along I came unknowing what was happening, and from there, well all that I said above, unfolded. Since this, we have learned that this guy has been obsessed with me since he moved in. Believed he would wait patiently for me to get rid of my S/O as of course I would come to love HIM and invite him to be part of my family. He had considered his waiting it out years (4 years!!!) "phase one" of the plan to be with me. "Phase two" was when his patience ran out so he waited for months for a chance to be without witnesses, to attack my S/O. Now that this has not worked, he has said he must move on to "phase three". Nobody knows what phase three is, in his twisted sick mind. So even all those years medicated and non violent, he was plotting all of this. Now that he must be off medications or something, it is even worse, but scarily, even on medications, he was planning ALL of this. I've learned so many other things since, and he has made so many twisted threats. He also has a home full of machetes, knives (hunting, collectables, etc) and swords. He has a swastika flag in his kitchen. He belongs to a white supremicist group and has been suspected of attacks on immigrants but no evidence. In our stupid system, EVERYONE but rapists and murderers get bail. Despite their history etc. We have been prisoners in our home for nearly a week now. Police are now, espeically given how they could have had a corpse in their drunk tank from a brain injury and they screwed up BADLY, being very helpful. I am a renter, as is this crazy guy. We share a landlord who lives 4 hours away. We have a superintendent across the street. They've both been good. Crazy guy is on eviction and also been issued no trespassing orders for my address and 6 others on our road (his fixation is centered on me, but he also has made threats against others this week, also waltzed right into a single womans apartment, someone he'd never met before in his life, scared her badly!). He plans to plead not guilty to multiple charges and to fight the eviction. he will lose both. Charges well so many witnesses. The eviction is under the part of the landlord tenant act tht dictates once someone is a safety threat, they must go if landlord applies for eviction. Around the 13th, there will be a hearing since he's fighting eviction, and in this insane system, to get him out, we all have to be in a hearing room WITH him to tell the landlord/tenant tribunal why he's a safety threat. DOH! Huh?? Okay, so someone is THAT dangerous but to get rid of him, we have to be TOGETHER in a room and let him hear what all we know about him, this crazy unstable person?? I am beyond shock at the stupidity of so many laws that supposedly protect peoples rights but often leave others vulnerable to serious harm.