Everything Is Fine: A Marble Hornets Fanfiction

Hotels and Tapes

Walking down the hall, we turned a right. Upon a door, he swiped the card key through the slot.

It beeped and we entered.

"So, Jay."

"Hm?"

"Footage. When are we going to watch it?"

"Soon."

I sat on the edge of the bed. Plugging up my phone.

He sat at the desk, clicking his pen repeatedly. He took one of the tapes and put them in a processor, and connected it to the laptop.

He brought another chair next to him.

I got up and walked over to the desk.

We viewed the video.

Alex was wearing the chest camera, he was sitting in the tunnel, against the grimy, walls, caked with dust and dirt.

He seemed paranoid, looking all around him, skittish almost.

He pulled a gun from his pocket.

He put it back seemingly trying to conceal it.

He then stood up and walked through the woods.

About fifteen to twenty minutes of walking, he reached the parking lot.

He climbed into his car and drove off.

There was about forty minutes left on the tape.

Sighing in slight frustration, Jay took out the tape and put in another.

This was Alex at his house changing jackets. He put in a blue and black striped jacket.

Due to the same jacket he was wearing before changing, we concluded that this was right after the last tape.

He got into his car taking off his chest camera and placing it in the passenger's seat, along with a small satchel.

"Oh, I remember the tape after this, this was when Jessica and I were almost killed by Alex."

He stepped out of the car.

About thirty minutes into the tape, there is distant gun shot, then it stops, possibly, the battery had died.

He started the next tape.

It was a mess, it would start. He put it through cleaning filters. It then was able to start.

Distortions were heavy in this one.

It was seemingly filtered through posterized and film grain many times over. The sound was loud and droning.

Then words written haphazardly on paper appeared on screen.

I couldn't read it how bad it was....