The Video

*This short story was inspired by The Ring, but is in no way affiliated with it and is not a fan-fiction.*

As we creep upstairs, we hear another crash.
“Ryan?” Jill calls.
At the top of the stairs, there’s a huge mess. Things from Ryan’s and his parent’s rooms has been thrown out into the hall.
We hear more crashing as we creep into Ryan’s room.
Ryan’s bent over his closet, throwing clothes over his shoulder. His room is a complete mess. I can’t even see his bed, there’s so much covering it.
Jill tries to put her hand on his shoulder but he shoves her off and tells her to help him look.
He stands up and stares at me. “Get out.” He commands.
I just stare back at him until he yells “Get out now!”