Screams and Memories

🎵 Song of the Day: “People Are Strange” – Echo & The Bunnymen (The Doors cover) (Let it play. Let the static build. Let the melody bleed through the screen…) --- 🎙️ Monologue – Transmission Begins It started with a tape. A blank VHS, smooth plastic casing. Handed to me by a clerk who never blinked. His smile looked painted on. His eyes didn’t reflect light. Now time feels… wrong. Bent. Warped. They say you can lose hours to a screen. I lost a day. And I don’t think all of me came back. --- 📼 The Storyteller Chronicles: Signal Acquired The others had left. Danny made one last joke about Chopping Mall and cheap snacks. Rhett rolled his eyes, muttering something about “weird energy.” Val paused before leaving—looked at me like she wanted to say something but chose silence. Then the door shut. Just me. The room. And the tape: Specimen 7A. I slid it into the VCR. Whir. Click. Buzz. Black. And then… me. --- 🩸 A Descent into Static It wasn’t a movie. It was a broadcast. Of...

🎵 Song of the Day: “Love Will Tear Us Apart” – Joy Division (Press play. Let the static crawl down your spine.) --- “Do you want to be whole again?” she asked. Her voice — sweet like honey… left out too long. She reached out, and for a second, I saw stars. Not in the sky — in my veins. I should’ve run. But instead... I reached back.” --- When I touched her hand, the world fell apart. Not metaphorically — I mean literally. The street disappeared. The sky folded in on itself like old paper. My body? Gone — or maybe multiplied. I drifted through identical hallways, doors pulsing like heartbeats. Each knob scorched my palm with cold fire. My reflection in every window got worse — arms too long, eyes too wide, or missing entirely. One mouth twitched on its own. Then I woke up. --- 📍 Location Unknown. Time: Unclear. The air stank — boiled eggs and something coppery. A buzzing fly circled a half-eaten plate of raw meat like it knew something I didn’t. Across from it: a second plate of cold ...