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Tuned in (standard:mystery, 1217 words)
Author: Lev821Added: Jul 30 2019Views/Reads: 1589/1127Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Won't you help a stranger out? please...it's just a small favour.
 



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bosses. I'm not..." "Are they in?" Jason saw through the window-blinds 
that the room was empty. "No, she'll be on her break". "Could you go in 
please. I have something really important to tell you". "What? tell me 
here". "Please," he could see on the screen the man looked desperate. 
His face was reddened with eyes wide and hands clasped, pleading. Jason 
sighed. "Alright, this better be quick. I don't want to have to make an 
excuse as to why I was in her office". He opened the door and stepped 
inside. 

Only to be grabbed by the lapels and thrust into the room. He fell to
the ground and turned to see Raoul standing by the door. He also saw he 
was in the room in the video. "Sorry my friend. This room. 
It's...alive, and requires a spirit or soul to use as a kind 
of...battery. Somebody needs to replace me, and if you can convince 
somebody to come and let you out, then you'll be free". He pointed to 
the far wall where there was a small monitor showing the same screen as 
the mobile phone. "You're live on the internet, and when someone 
watches, you'll see them on there. Trouble is, the video is hard to 
find. So you better hope that somebody finds it and watches you. 
Farewell". Jason heard the door slam. The man was gone. He got up and 
rushed to the metal door, only to find it impossible to open. He found 
his phone which had spun under the bed, and looked at himself on the 
screen, and found he could do nothing else. Couldn't dial out, couldn't 
return to the main screen, and in a burst of frustration he hurled the 
phone at the floor where it broke into three pieces. 

He leaned against a wall. It felt strange, almost as if it was skin.
Yet, he knew he was trapped, and went to the bed and sat down. There 
was  nothing he could do but wait for someone to tune in.


   


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