Amati said he smoked two joints of cannabis on the balcony, close to where the attack took place. He heard whispered voices after leaving a failed first date and wanted to sleep, but after smoking marijuana, the voices became louder. He took the second joint to “sedate” himself.
“They stopped being whispers. They started being actual words,” the suspect said. “I started seeing some of the violent visions I’d seen previously of me running at police with the axe and being shot dead.”
He recalled rocking back and forth, crying and listening to his favorite song, wanting the experiment to end.
His last memory before waking up in the hospital the day after the attack was sitting on the balcony, hearing a voice “that had been telling me to kill and maim and inflict pain on people and start the rise of hell on earth.”
“I recall everything going quiet and feeling that voice come inside me,” the suspect said. Then it gets really creepy.
Amati said he experienced his face smiling without being in control of the action. “I remember that smile, the smile that was not mine,” he recalled. “A sinister smile that plastered my face that I couldn’t control. And I black out.”