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Location: Well, Deep Woods, Japan. 4am

Shit its cold.

Wet and cold

Damn it

This is pathetic. Probably one of the times that calls for a person to look back on their life and wonder what the hell went wrong. That's answered quickly; I died, that's what went wrong.

Idiots.

Now I wait for someone to be stupid enough to watch the cursed tape and die by my hand… though it rarely ends in me even touching them.

They drop where they stand

I stare

I laugh

Then I kick them in the stomach and crawl back through the TV.

Hardly the stuff of nightmares. Kind of confusing actually. How the hell did a tape get cursed with my image anyway? Who knows? At least I get the chance to get out of this hole every once and a while. Every time the tape is played I go into weird, death-bug mode and crawl up the side of the well.

Strange… oh well.

Maybe I should get a pager.

And a cell phone.

Do you know how damn annoying it is to crawl out of the well, then through some circuits to the phone and wait while they have a nervous breakdown. Then I got to disguise my voice to trick those morons into picking up the phone, and then they act surprised when it's little old me on the other end.

Morons

I my opinion, I'm not all that bad of a murderer, If there is such a thing. I give them a week to live and do as they please. Of course I remind them of their impending doom, but its only fair, ne? They even have a chance to get rid of me, but no, they run in circles trying to stop me or blow it off.

They die either way.

Idiots

I sigh

Then shiver. It's too damn cold in here.

I need some air.

I look up the side of the well. Hey, if I can do it when the call me, I should still be able to do it without them calling me, right?

Right

So up I go.

My small hands gripping the rocks on the ledge. They're sharp, I can tell, but I can't feel anything. I think I have pneumonia. No, wait, I'm just dead. I keep climbing. I almost fall 15… whoa, 16 times. This is getting annoying. I'm not even half way there yet.

I need a ladder

Or at least a rope

But no, I can not have such luxuries. For I am the detested monster that has graced movie and TV screen… as well as manga

I get noting from the greedy humans gain.

Assholes

I reached the top after falling twice. Having the cold ice water fill my lungs and then spill out again through curses is not something a normal person likes to experience. Then again, I'm not normal. Hell, I'm not even a person. But what do I care, it still sucks to drown.

I swing my legs over the edge of the well, feeling the grass beneath my feet. Ah, sweet freedom from my dark cramped little well.

Maybe I should live in a tree. That could be just as scary, right?

I sighed. There is no hope for me. I have nothing, save a well and a crappy day, err, night job. Man my life sucks. At least I have some peace… I guess this is a little better than my last life… my living life.

I stood. I really need a vacation. Hell, I'm gonna start it now. Not like anyone is calling me…

Scratch that. The alarm just went off.

A week old case. Probably just some stupid kid who forgot about me or blew it off. Funny thing though… I don't remember anyone calling in the past couple of weeks. Eh, no big deal. It will be over in a second.

I got to the appointed destination, by means no one, not even I really understand. Stranger still, this one has no phone. I dismissed it as someone who ripped the chord out of the wall. It's happened before, but they died anyway. Heart attacks. Damn it.

Out through the TV, and I land on the floor with a thump. I briefly wonder how I can go from the TV to the VCR and bleed out onto the floor, but then I remember the tape and forget about it.

No one is here.

Shit! What the hell! This is complete and total bull!

Even the cases that blow me off are home at 5 in the morning. Fuck this I'm leav-

That's when I notice it. A neatly wrapped package right in front of me. This is just… bizarre.

There are too many questions floating around in my head at the moment, and I don't think any of them can be answered.

What should I do now?

I blink a few times, look back at the television screen and then to the package again.

I sit in front of the box and pull it close, shaking it to see if anything is inside

And… for the first time in a long time… it feels like I'm alive again…


Ok, with the fourth chapter over... I am officialy out of ideas -sighs- please review, and give me some ideas if ya want -winks- Just let me know if you want credit for it. TTFN, ta ta for now.