Chapter 1: The TV Girl.

You pull up in a parking lot.

728th Acorn Street, lot number 19.

The house you see before you looks old ans ramshackled, despite supposedly rocking a modern suburban look, you aee it unkempt and dirty. The walls have moss and cobwebs all over them, the wind chimes are broken upon the floor, the door is splintered and missing some parts too police tape covering it. Garbage such as old tires and metallic sheets are scattered all over the front porch, weird shit like dolls heads and boardgame pieces, dice and even a barbie are buried under piles of uncollected garbage.

Who would live like this?

You wonder to yourself

The answer: one Jim Lang.

Jim lang was described as a nice secluded man of 30 years old, a pencil pusher and desk worker who was known to be a quiet type and spent his time alone. Dark Blonde hair and a decent mug, an average body and a nice brown suit and tie.

But Jim had the habit of.. being.. a freak, even as a child his parents and sibling found him.. odd, not special or unique.odd. like a mishapen green apple.

Reports would come in of him carrying broken toys (especially dolls) from around the local junkyard, digging through people's trash, ans generally acting crazy....

You wonder if that had anything to do with that night, the incident which put multiple people in a deep coma...

The inside of the house was no better, cardboard boxes and cereal bowls scattered around the places, chips and bread being devoured by hungry rats, cockroaches and ants.

Entire stacks of what seemed to be scratch paper stacked next to a trashcan, bpxes upon boxes of cassette tapes, and of course multiple old fashioned TVs just littered around the living room.

Is this gonna be one of THOSE days?

You wonder to yourself.

You then begin checking the bedroom, looking through cabinets and under the bed.. well.. what you found was.. strange to say the least.

An entire drawer of barbie dolls with their heads cut clean off, a deflated sex doll and other things.

"Eugh" you say, as you leave the room in a hurry.

Finally you begin reviewing some Cassete tapes, while most of them are just creeepy recordings of areas around the town, bathrooms, dark parks, a family eating at a diner, etc. One tape caught your eye..

It was pitch black,nothing but sound. Multiple people are arguinf in the room.

The audio is inaudible for a few seconds before finally:

"Did you get her?" The voice of an old man speaks.

"Y..y..yes.." the voice of what seems to be a young man,possibly Jim Lang.

"Well bring her in!" A different man's voice is heard.

The sound of dragging is heard in the, the sound of struggling as objects begin to fall off at places.

"MMMPPHH! MMPHHH!" A gagged woman's wimper as she struggles against what seems to be binds.

"Hello sister!"

A surprise, the voice you hear in the tape is miss Lulu Mastumoto, the same woman who called you earlier today. Now things get interesting.

"Oh, what's that i can't hear you? Hee hee, well let's get straight to the point. I trusted you, and you betrayed that trust, so now im gonna have vengiance!"

The sounds of ripping, struggling, fighting grunts and screeches are heard throughout the tape.

"MPPGPHG MPPPHHHGHH AAAHAHHHHHHHHHH NO AHHHHHHH!!!!"

A horrible disturbing screech is heard at the end.

And finally, something strange happens...

Bloody writing starts to form at the screen, looking handwritten, scratchy, the blood actually dripping the words:

RAI MATSUMOTO

in english, with a japanese subtext.

Then suddenly the tape stops, the tv becoming static.

You breath.

Geez...

You've been in multiple situations like this, but damn, do they always startle you!

You are preparing to leave as the TV starts to ripple, a puddle like formation forming on the screen as the rest of the TVs begin to turn on showing lots of loud.. noisy static...