It won't give up

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Vinnie's point of view

it had been a few weeks, I couldn't take it anymore. I was terrified, I can't do this alone... I needed to reach out and see if anyone else had the same problem, the same demon haunting them. I set up Momma Jeff's old camera and sighed as I turned it on.
"Okay HYBRIDS, this is going to be a bit of a strange video."
I fixed my glasses and looked straight into the lens of the camera.
"but, I need to know that I'm not the only one going through this... for the past few nights, I've been seeing a shadow in the corner of my room at night... every time I see it the jazz gets louder, this smooth jazz, it never stops, IT NEVER STOPS!"
I nearly broke down crying, just as we had gotten rid of one demon in this household another one comes and takes its place.  
"And I know I can't be the only one... PLEASE if this is happening contact me, my details are in the description, I need to know I'm not alone!"
I sighed doing a quick outro before turning off the camera, I didn't edit the video at all, I just put it up and hoped that someone, anyone, would reach out and tell me I'm not going insane.

a few hours passed and I checked the video, the comments were weird. people asking if this was all a prank, people asking who the ginger guy was... what ginger? I rewatched the video and saw there was another layer of video that would randomly cut in and out... he was ginger, he had a trench coat, he was dancing... the audio distorted with drums and a soft melody. I shut my laptop over, that isn't the saxophone tune that had been haunting me, this is a different one entirely.
"VINCENT! DINNERS READY!"
I heard momma Jeff shout, I rushed down the stairs from my bedroom and went right to Evan. Evan might know what's happening since he was the one to get attacked by that- that thing! We all sat eating in silence before I spoke up.
"Do any of you hear things at night?"
Jeff was the first to chime in as Evan kept eating.
"No why? what do you hear?"
"Jazz. Saxophone... It wont stop."


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