Finn looked down at the mess he had maid. Jake would not be happy with this... not one bit at all. He might even lock Finn up again.
A shiver ran through Finn's spine as the thought of being locked up again ran through his mind. His human/deer instincts kicked in as he grabbed the dust pan. The mess was eating through the old wood of the treehouse's janitor closet. "Oh shmowzow" Finn whispered to himself as he became more and more panicked. Jake would not be pleased at all with him for this. Next time he'd be more careful! Finn began to meditate on what to do.
After some time he stood up once more and realized that the mess had fully eaten through the wood and all that was left was a hole into an entirely new room. "What the..." Finn grabbed a near by MINI MAGLITE LED flashlight and peered into the hole. Even with the light from the MAGLITE it was seemingly black inside the hole.
Finn began to climb into the hole, his second personality and half animal being screamed at him not to but he pushed on, defiant in every way. He landed on the ground of the opening and felt the stiffness of black plastic. VHS tapes
"Jake must have hidden these..." Finn grabbed one and placed it into the VCR in one of the spare rooms. He didn't trust playing it on B-Mo right now, not knowing exactly what it was and all. Taking a seat he sat back on the ground and watched the holo screen flicker and then light up with colors.
On the screen was an image of the treehouse, the person taking the video was taping the house from a distance. The camera sat there for a while, unmoving, just filming the treehouse. Finn felt strange, uncomfortable to a point. The date in the corner of the film read "9999 99 99" so there was no way of telling when it had been taken. Nothing was written on the tape as far as he knew either.
He continued to watch the film, for a half hour the video was set on the treehouse. Every now and then he heard a grunt or the clearing of the camera man's throat but the quality of the sound didn't help to let Finn know who it was. Finally though the angle began to move. It came closer to the window of the treehouse and began to film inside of it. Finn began to sweat as he became more and more nervous. It felt dirty to watch the video.
Inside the house was no one, but what was strange was that the furniture was all so familiar. It was the living room of the treehouse, so the person filming had to somehow have found a branch to rest on to film inside since it was not on ground level. Finn felt sick to his stomach, he was uncomfortable with the thought of someone video taping the inside of their house without them knowing. But what he saw next was too much for him.
What Finn saw was himself. He watched himself walk into the living room, he and B-Mo holding hands and seemingly whispering into each others ears. He watched them sit on the couch and stare at each other. Finn's sweat ran like rain water. He couldn't take anymore.
Finn removed the tape from the VCR and placed it off to the side. He took a step back and looked at it for some time. It was so strange, watching himself, but what was stranger was that he couldn't remember having ever done what he saw with B-Mo. He had watched them stare at each other for close to 5 minutes. That had never happened as far as he knew.
Finn began to regain his thought and remembered Jake would be home soon. He rushed back to the closet and dropped the tape back into the hole then placed scrap wood over the hole and covered it with a junky carpet. Before Finn closed the door he took one last glance at where the hole was under the carpet.
He'd be back.
This is where we begin...