1A.N. Yay! I got reviews, and no one threatened to kill me! Though, without any flames, I'm gonna have a hard time at my hot dog roast for the All Star game... But Yay!

Disclaimer: Do we need one of these on every chapter? Because that's just silly. But that's what I've seen everyone else do, so, might as well conform. Not mine. Though I do own a box or Energizer betteries, but I guass that doesn't count, does it?

Chapter 3

So, it's been seven days since Saige managed to watch another evil tape with a psychotic girl who wants to kill her. Being brilliant, she decided to not be near her television.

How's this psycho murderer going to murder me if she can't come out of a TV? She thought to herself, driving to a remote cabin in the woods in the car she can somehow own and drive, even though she's not eighteen yet. But it's okay, because, as the main character of the story, and being very lucky, she can't get in trouble for it. That would just be really boring. Anyhoo, back to Saige's brilliant thoughts. That's right, she can't! Oh yeah, I rule!

Once she arrived at this random cabin her that was randomly abandoned, Saige started about getting settled in. She made a lovely meal, and ate it in front of the fireplace. She was just getting ready to go to bed (without a psycho dead girl in sight) when she heard the sound of a television turning on, followed by static.

"What the–!" She started to her feet and followed the sound to a small, nearly-hidden cupboard under the counter. Opening it, she found a mini-television, complete with an antennae that got basic cable and Energizer batteries (so it can keep going and going, of course!). "Oh, come on!" Saige cried as the well popped up ( a different well than last time, seeing as how it's a different dead girl).

The dead girl crawled out of the well and started staggering toward the screen, just like the other one. They must be related. Saige thought to herself as she backed away from the evil, evil TV. As it turns out, when you think you're about to die, you often start thinking of anything you can. Saige's thought precess went something like this. Well, actually it went exactly like this:

If I ever survive all these psycho TV killers, I'll break every TV I see. I will be permanently scarred! Why did she make a video? Video's are fast becoming obsolete. She should make a DVD. Wait, what am I thinking? I don't want her to make something people are even more likely to watch! Gosh dangit, why does this girl seem to take so long? Why is the grass blue and the sky green?

At this point, the second dead television-dwelling maniac reached the screen and started coming through, which (thankfully for you poor readers) ended Saige's I'm-gonna-die-really-soon thoughts. Unfortunately for the girl, the screen was too small for her to come out of. Her head got stuck, and when she tried to pull back, it wouldn't budge.

"Hey!" She said. "Let me go! Stupid infernal contraption!" Saige started laughing, realizing that she wasn't going to die, and so all her thoughts had been wasted. The girl looked at her, glared, and said "Pull me out or push me back, but don't just stand there laughing! I'm Samara by the way." Saige weighed her options, decided it was inhumane to leave a poor, already obviously angry dead girl's head just stuck there, and she pushed her back into the televison.

"Ow!" Samara shouted through the glass. "I'm gonna come out there and kill you in seven more days for that!" Then she returned to the well, holding her head and muttering about Aspirin. Saige stared at the screen awhile, then sighed.

Blast me and my stupid morals. I should've just left her there. She then went back home, because obviously nothing was going tocome after her for the rest of the week, and hiding in a cabin was not working. She'd just play it by ear next time and hope her luck worked in her favor.