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The screen flickers on, a hum in the dark, A smiling face, too wide, too stark.... A voice like syrup, thick and slow, Says things no one should ever know. “Tune in now, don't look away,” The tape still runs, Though it’s a lightless day. Eyes in shadow, stretch and leer... Their shapes grow clearer the longer you peer. The timestamp’s wrong. It's 4:03. But you swore just now it said... 3:33? Your door creaks softly, but no one's there Just static breathing, thick as air. The face returns. It knows your name. It says it loud. It plays a game. “If you're alone, please raise your hand.” Your body moves, But not by plan. Each frame skips forward, past your eyes, Your living room, Then the forest, the skies. A glimpse of you upon the screen... A frozen grin... A silent scream. The screen goes black... A final tone. But now you’re sure… You’re not alone.
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May 14, 2025
May 14, 2025 at 8:37 PM UTC
Channel Static
The screen flickers on, a hum in the dark, A smiling face, too wide, too stark.... A voice like syrup, thick and slow, Says things no one should ever know. “Tune in now, don't look away,” The tape still runs, Though it’s a lightless day. Eyes in shadow, stretch and leer... Their shapes grow clearer the longer you peer. The timestamp’s wrong. It's 4:03. But you swore just now it said... 3:33? Your door creaks softly, but no one's there Just static breathing, thick as air. The face returns. It knows your name. It says it loud. It plays a game. “If you're alone, please raise your hand.” Your body moves, But not by plan. Each frame skips forward, past your eyes, Your living room, Then the forest, the skies. A glimpse of you upon the screen... A frozen grin... A silent scream. The screen goes black... A final tone. But now you’re sure… You’re not alone.
Anolouge Horror..?
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16/F/United States
May 14, 2025
May 14, 2025 at 8:37 PM UTC
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