Witesuit POV
Man, this guy must have seen some stuff. I looked at Mark with a worried expression. We brought him into the back room to question him. We had to restrain him. His eyes were wild and he jumped at every single noise. "What is your name?" He looked at me with a feral look of fear. I may be muscular and bald but most weren't that scared of me. He shook his head. I saw a laminated badge clipped to his beige jacket. It read: Miles Upshur, 32. PRESS PASS area: MOUNT MASSIVE ASYLUM.
Whoa. This dude had the balls to snoop on Mount Massive? I've heard of this guy before, he got down in the mud for good news stories. Real reporting. "Miles, tell me what happened at the asylum." He shook his head. "No! I can't look back! I can't! I'll be sucked back in! But the box! The box will show you! The monster they hid in the mountains!" I was a bit confused, then I noticed the video camera in his hand. I reached for it and he freaking GROWLS at me. "Miles, I need to see the camera...the box." He shook his head. "No! You'll take it and not see the truth! You just take me and call me crazy! At this point, that may be true but you need to see!" Mark looked at me. "Alex go get the laptop." A few minutes later, I had a laptop in front of me. Miles gave his camera without complaint. I hooked up the USB to the camera and played the footage.
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Reality Breach
HorrorInside the head of a man who'd seen deeds done beyond traumatizing, witness the the pseudo-ADD ramblings as glints off the shards and splinters of his former life bare light to the world. Did he really see something? Did he just snap? Or was there s...
