Day 3..
I talked to Marc. We met up at Starbucks. We bought our coffee, I bought 2 muffins for later, picked a seat closest to the window, and talked about things that have happened between the days we hadn't seen each other. He seemed kind of odd. He stuttered as he spoke and looked around nervously. After a little while, he handed me a tape. I thought it was strange that it had no label. He didn't tell me what was on the tape but said that there was something interesting on it, and that I should watch it as soon as I got home and should call him and tell him what I thought. I gave it a thought, hesitated, and then took it. I put it in my bag with my muffins. I swear the look he had on his face. He was pale. After I took it, he got up and said that he needed to run some important errands. We stood up, and said our goodbyes. The last thing he said was that today was his 7th day. He then hurried off. I wondered what he meant when he said it was his 7th day. I didn't give it another thought...
I came home and to my surprise, no one was home. I threw my bag onto the couch, went into the kitchen and got myself something to drink. I went into the living room. The bag had spilled my contents. The 2 muffins were on the floor. The tape was lying on the couch. I looked at it. I slowly walked over to it, picked it up and examined it as I walked over to the TV and VCR. For some reason I felt like something was wrong. What could be possibly wrong? I turned on the TV, changed the channel to channel 3, and inserted the tape into the VCR. I hit play. I stepped back from the TV. Static..It was over. What were those images? What was that white circle? Who was that other person in the mirror with the long hair over her face? Was that woman looking at me through the screen? What was that tape about? Then the phone rang. I was still staring into the screen thinking about what I just seen. I tore eyes from the screen and ran into the kitchen. I picked up the phone and said "hello". ..."7 days." I stood there in the kitchen. Wondering whom it was. It sounded like a little girl. I don't know any little girls. Then I thought about what Marc had said at Starbucks. Today was his 7th day. Was this connected with him? I didn't call him back. I was feeling very strange.. That was 2 days ago.. I went out this morning. Went to meet Marc at Starbucks again. I walked under a ladder that rested on a building without any thought about it. As soon as I was out from under, this image flashed into my head. One I had seen on the tape. A ladder that rested on the side of a building. Coincidence? I got to Starbucks, got my usual coffee minus the muffins and had a seat with Marc. He was happy again. He asked if I could take his picture. I did. Looked at the display. It came out alright. He then took mine as well. He looked down onto the camera display. Then handed it to me. I asked if he took it right. He said he did. I didn't know what to say. My face was all blurred. I asked him to take it again. He took it, looked at the display, and then handed it to me. The same blurred face. What the hell is going on?