DAY 2
April 23 was a foggy day. The windows outside Jason's home were veiled in mist, hiding what were Jason's waking moments to the outside world.
His eyelids fluttered open, his vision blurry from sleep. A figure in a tattered white dress stood in front of his bed, her eyes hidden behind her grimy black hair.
Jason shot upright, looking towards the figure. She was gone, retreating to the darkness of his mind.
He got up from bed and started towards his laptop. He switched it on and loaded up RINGS Communities. Already he had 8 replies, mainly from users with names like "WellDeadGirl" and "Kasai". He sighed with relief, knowing he wasn't alone in…this.
He switched off the laptop and walked towards the kitchen, sticking with toast and jam for breakfast. Realizing he was able to eat without "interruption", he downed four slices of toast.
The doorbell rang. Jason scrambled to get clothes on and afterwards opened the door. His two project partners, Miranda and Erin, walked through the door.
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The project in question has been lost to posterity, so we can only speculate what went on. From Jason's original posts, he had met with Erin later and told her what had been going on. She had, jokingly, become his tail.
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When they had left, Samara stood in the darkness beyond the mirror in Jason's hallway, biding her time.
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It was 3:00 PM when he noticed the well in his backyard. The well was green with grime and age, and moss had become substitute cement for the oval stones. He shut the curtains, thinking it was just his imagination. The tape was no imagination.
The well stayed.
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He logged on to RINGS later that night, and wrote what he had seen. Maybe it was the norm for this to happen. It would be over soon.
He was wrong.
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