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Television and Lost Episodes

Tonight’s lucky customer

It’s late October, and I’m stuck in this dead-end job at Marty’s Video Rentals. Halloween’s coming, so the place is crawling with people who think they know horror. They don’t. They rent the same tired slashers, the same monsters that never change, never learn. Outside, the streets are strewn with

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The Last Channel

My grandmother died at 3:33 AM on a Tuesday, and her TV wouldn’t turn off. Not wouldn’t—couldn’t. We unplugged it. We cut the power to her room. We even took a hammer to the screen, but it kept playing, the jagged cracks creating a kaleidoscope of images that shouldn’t exist.

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The Static Man

The Static Man

I always thought the old TV in my grandmother’s attic was broken. It would never receive channels, only emit a hiss of static when you tried turning the dial. But last December, I discovered it wasn’t broken after all. The first time I ever laid eyes on him, I figured

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Akuma

Akuma

September 28th, 2003 <GROUP CALL> Chad: Pause? Melissa: Okay Jackson: Okay…wait, gimme a sec. Brian: Sure Laura: Yep Joshua: Yes, I’m ready. Chad: Okay….pause on three. One…two…three. Chad: Everybody at the 53:47 mark? Jackson: Exactly Laura: Perfectly synchronized Brian: Like what Laura said. Joshua: I’m off two seconds…I got 53:45

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Your life the final season

Your Life: The Final Season

I’m sorry for this. Recently, I received a package in the mail. I didn’t recognize the sender. It seemed harmless enough. So, I opened it up. It was a DVD. The box was completely black except for white lettering on the front. It read Your Life: The Final Season. Interesting

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lost kevin

Lost Kevin

I know it’s wrong to download movies and we shouldn’t do it, but I’m poor and those guys are rich. Either way, it’s not important. I’m only writing this to warn others against it. Is it illegal? Yes. Immoral? Arguable, but technically. Dangerous? Apparently. I didn’t do it often; I

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dr sammy

Dr. Sammy

I stare at the corpse in the mirror. How desperately the dry, clay-colored skin clings to its skull. Rubbery. How narrow its tired eyes are, weighed down by the dark satchels hanging from them. How many broken vessels I could count beneath its sullen cheeks. A nebula of spider veins.

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Colwin’s Corner

I usually like to watch TV with my little sister, Kimberly. She was only five, so of course, she watched all the cutesy kids’ shows. I didn’t really mind, though. They made her happy and I liked spending time with her. She watched shows like Dora, Blue’s Clues, and Arthur.

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Alone

Part 1: Good Will Hunting I’m a producer for Alone, the TV show on History. This story is about a participant we had in season 2, whose footage we had to cut. I’ve never felt comfortable talking about this before, especially because it opens me up for liability. After all,

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Coming Home

Before I start I should mention that the names of the crew who worked on the movie have been either changed or omitted. That being said, in 2016 an up-and-coming film director started work on a film that he thought would get his name out there. He was already gaining

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There’s Something Seriously Messed Up With My New TV

There’s no interesting backstory here; I didn’t buy this thing from some, like, creepy garage sale. I didn’t get it as a gift from some estranged relative that doubled as a cultist or anything. The TV was bought at the mall, for fuck’s sake. It was sitting on a shelf,

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Rugrats Theory

Original Version The Rugrats really were a figment of Angelica’s demonic and unimaginable imagination. Chuckie died in 1986 along with his mother, that’s why Chaz is a nervous wreck all the time. Tommy was born in 1988, but he was stillborn, that’s why Stu is constantly in the basement making

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Where Bad Kids Go

I must have been six or seven when I lived in Lebanon. The country was ravaged by war at the time, and murders were common and frequent. I remember during a particularly vicious era, when the bombings rarely stopped, I would stay at home sitting in front of my television

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