By Lila Hargreeves, Staff Writer — The Maple County Gazette
FAIRFAX, OKLA. — Authorities confirmed Tuesday that a local woman, Clarissa Bloom, 34, was found deceased in her home after what investigators are calling an “acute technological deprivation event,” following several days without her mobile phone.
Bloom, a longtime resident of Fairfax, was last seen on Friday morning purchasing a vanilla‑scented candle and three boxes of tissues from the Fairfax Craft Barn. Neighbors reported that she appeared “distracted” and “a little twitchy,” though no one suspected anything unusual.
According to Sheriff’s Office spokesperson Deputy Marla Jensen, Bloom’s phone reportedly disappeared under “mysterious circumstances” sometime last week. “We’re not ruling anything out,” Jensen said. “The device was later located under a throw pillow, but the circumstances surrounding its disappearance remain unclear.”
Neighbors told investigators they heard unusual noises coming from Bloom’s home over the weekend, including screams of anger and what sounded like items being tossed around. One said, “If I hadn’t known she was home, I would have thought that she was being robbed.”
Another neighbor, Evelyn Crutch, reported seeing Bloom through the window on Sunday, looking all around her house, even in her garden. “She kept saying, ‘Where in the world are you?’. When I asked her what she was looking for, she snipped at me, ‘My phone!’ She seemed emotional,” Crutch said. “I thought maybe she’d lost a pet. Turns out it was just her phone. When I didn’t see her Monday morning, I thought it was best to call the police and ask for a “Well Being Check!”
Bloom was found Monday afternoon lying on her living room rug, clutching a charging cable. Officials say there were no signs of foul play, forced entry, or malfunctioning appliances. Her phone was discovered moments later beneath a decorative throw pillow on the couch. The device was fully functional and displayed a single notification:
“Your screen time was down 100% this week! Great job!”
Investigators declined to comment on whether the notification was considered “taunting.”
Local residents expressed shock at the incident, with many calling for increased awareness of digital‑detachment risks. Pastor Reuben Mallory of Fairfax Chapel announced plans for a community seminar titled “Unplugging Without Dying: A Practical Guide.” “We must learn to live with our devices,” Mallory said, “but also without them, at least for the length of a church service. You know, I used to think that going without your phone wouldn’t kill you, but apparently, I was wrong. Who knew?”
The county coroner has not yet released an official cause of death, though early reports suggest a combination of stress, confusion, and what one investigator described as “a psychological free‑fall into the ‘Notification Void.’” Authorities emphasize that the public is not in danger. “This appears to be an isolated incident,” Deputy Jensen said. “But we do encourage residents to keep track of their phones, and of what’s behind their throw pillows.”






One of the hardest things, about walking with God, is knowing, “when”.
I notice patterns. I also see common denominators. I can’t help it. It’s the way I am made. I think I could have that disorder: Denoterns. Anyway, perhaps many others have it as well, but I have noticed several times in the Bible where it took three days to change someone, or something.
“That’s just great! What am I going to do now? How am I going to get out of this?” Have you said something along this line in recent days? It seems like I have, a lot, or on several occasions. Some, when faced with problems or challenges don’t sleep much, while others, might get worried sick.
I was facing several issues the other day. To be honest, they overwhelmed me. I cried out to God to ask why was this happening, and how am I going to pay for it all? (My first ungodly belief (UGB) was thinking that I was going to pay for it all. Everything my wife and I have comes from God, He pays for it all.) I spoke to a couple of others about it, and they were encouraging, but it still consumed my thoughts. I got mad, complained, and cried, to no avail, because I felt the same after each one of my flesh’s outburst.