The film starts up, the black screen bursting into static. This film was degraded, and a staticy noise fills the air around you. You can see through the static a little to see a normal teenatures room. You see a shadow then the tape cuts, and the time stamp is now visible. It says that the date is December 14th, 2004, about 12 years ago. This time instead of the scene is different, it's a window and the static is better than the last tape. You can see out of the window and see that it's snowing very heavily. There is a small bench below the window sill, and the bench is wooden and looks like something from the dark ages. The bench must be as cold as the weather, and maybe even colder. You see the same color walls as the last shot, and you assume it's the same room. A boy walks in front of the camera hitting it slightly, you assume he grabs it because it steadies at a normal rate. He then sits down on the bench, and pulls his knees to his chest. He was scrawny, and his clothes were baggy on him, and his dark blonde hair covers his eyes. The hair is down to about half way down his neck, and chunks are shorter than the rest. You hear a small sob, then he clears his throat, and looks into the camera, then he starts talking.
"M-my name is Kenny, currently i'm 16 years of age. I've lived in this house all my life, I don't know why I'm only seeing them now," He starts rocking back and forth and pushes his hair out of an eye. He looks down at his knees, and wraps his arms around his legs. "They follow me, I haven't left this room sense. I have a bathroom connected to my room, and my parents haven't noticed. My mom is gone, my dad is a alcoholic. My door is locked, and he can't get in. Just in case he does or they do I have a weapon prepared." A pounding on the door is heard, and the boys, Kenny's cries get louder. "YOU AREN'T GETTING IN HERE YOU PIG OF A CREATURE! WHICHEVER ONE YOU ARE, MY AWFUL FATHER OR YOU THINGS!" He stops and takes a breath, and the pounds get quiter like someone is resting their hands before the start up again harder. "W-what am I kidding my father is passed out or won't get out of bed due to a hangover. Even if it was him I'd rather take a beating, then have to deal with those THINGS. Look, I know I should leave but I have and it gets worse and worse. I can't help but lock myself in here, I'm not going to make it out alive. I'll either be axed off my father or starvation. Or worse I'll die my those monsters, or ghosts I don't know-w." More pounding on the door follows, his tone gets softer. "Dear god please help us." It was almost inaudible, so much that the fact is that you had to rewind and crank the volume up. After words the pounding gets worse and you turn the volume back to the way it was. Soon a large crack was heard, the boy looks up and screams. "Okay, okay, I NEED MORE TIME YOU ANIMAL! What I need you to know whatever or whoever you are is these things follow you..You CAN NEVER ESCAPE THEM! LIKE I'VE SAID I'VE TREID! YOU NEED TO CARRY A WEAPON AT ALL TIME ANYTHING WILL DUE! I JUST WANT THIS TO NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN! THESE THINGS I CAN'T DESCRIBE WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE!" He calms down, and adjusts the camera so the pounding isn't so loud. "My father looks like the stereotypical alcoholic, and he killed my mother. He doesn't know that I know, and how I noticed these things was by the rustling under my bed. I looked and I saw one, every sense then they have left me signs and have tortured me ever sense. Now, please, just burn this house down, they'll die with it. I guess I'll be lost but maybe so many will be saved. God I hope so, I just hope if I die it would be quick. I guess I Kenny Listing will die, and I knew that sense the day I saw that one." Another pound comes in, and he screams a "GO AWAY" then a larger crack, he starts sobbing. More crashes are heard, and then a larger one, and it's obvious the door has been broken. Kenny looks up at the camera, and starts shaking. He mumbles no repeatedly, and then the camera is knocked over. A large crack appears on the screen, and soon, the screen is black, but it doesn't block out the audio. Screams of pain and horror, and then silence.
The tape ends.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Tape.
TerrorWhen you first move into your new home, you find a tape in one of the rooms, this is what you find.
