Short stories

The Tape

TW
Mention of murder,torture,
and suicide

I look down at the small plastic disc in my hand and sigh ¨what's wrong¨ a voice rang behind me. I looked towards the source of the voice and, giving him a look as if asking if he was serious ¨Max do you know how easily this thing could easily have a virus on it¨ I growled, shoving the disc in his face. He dramatically rolled his eyes, before snatching the disc from my hand and, popping it in himself ¨look¨ he started turning to me ¨if this F's-up your DVD player I'll buy you a new one, ok¨ I sigh again ¨fine¨ He smiled plopping down next to me and started the movie. The movie was... interesting to say the least, it was about an hour and a half of bloody, gruesome, torcher porn. After the movie was over max turned to me ¨dam, that was really good looking¨ max said almost in awe. I hummed in agreement, my eyes still glued to the tv as I watched the credits roll ¨it was really realistic, especially for some random DVD I found online¨ he continued getting up from my couch to pop the disc out of my CD player and put it back in its plastic case. ¨I'mma head out¨ he mumbled, probably noticing how dazed I was. I don't remember the rest of the night, waking up on my couch the next morning feeling surprisingly rested. The movie didn't even so much as cross my mind for the next two week until max randomly showed up at my house one Saturday afternoon looking pale as a ghost ¨d-do you remember the movie we watched like two weeks ago¨ an amused smile made its way up to my face ¨ya why, did you leave it here¨ he didn't say anything, instead of shoving his way past me. ¨what hell dude, just tell me what's up¨ he, again, didn't say anything as he pulled out his phone and showed me a rather shocking video. To sum it up it explained that the 'movie' that I and Max had watched wasn't a movie, more a compilation of real people getting tortured and killed. "That explains why it looked so realistic" I croaked with a nervous chuckle. I and Max just stared at each other for what felt like a day before I dared to speak again "did they ever catch the guy" Max weekly nodded "ya but he killed himself before they could do anything" no more word were exchanged after that Max abruptly walking out the door, make that dreadful conversation the last I ever saw alive, taking his own life shortly after