I was shocked at the price of a 49" inch tv which was only 30$. I handed the frail lady my thick stash of cash and the color from her face drained.
She looked at me with crazy eyes and then her hands started shaking. I was startled and then her mouth quivered then she spoke
"My husband who passed away owned that tv. I'm not joking at all please do not go to channel 9 "
I shrugged my shoulders and loaded the tv into my truck and drove home.
I went home to my boyfriend and kissed him on the cheek and we set up the tv. I grabbed the remote and switched through the channels and then it stopped at channel 9. I tried to avoid going to that one. The tv turned fuzzy and then a video of a woman and her husband sitting at the table sipping coffee and reading the newspaper appeared. Nothin strange about that. Then a door opened and the woman screamed. A man with a large butcher knife appeared and brutally stabbed the husband and blood soaked the white chairs they were sitting on. I flipped off the tv and held my boyfriend.
We just finished blessing our food and I stuck my fork in my mashed potatoes. I hear a door open and a tall man in a black suit came with a butchers knife. He came up to Jake and brutally stabbed him. I screamed on the top of my lungs and I woke up in a hospital bed. A cold hand met mine and the elderly woman who sold me the tv was there.
"Sorry you had to be next"
