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Tape .FMW

Recently me and my friend were playing on my old N64. We decided to use an old TV that I had upstairs because old games look ass on a modern television. We found an old VHS in the TV.

It was entitled "The Brothers McMullen.FMW".The tape would not come out when we tried to eject it .We searched the internet for information on the film. It was an ameature film about 3 irish people. When we tried searching for the .FMW addition we found nothing,it was as if the tape did not exist. We went back to the TV and booted up the N64.Then we started to play a copy of SimCity. At first the game worked normally,but things then things started to get strange. At first, there were a few minor lags and then suddenly the entire city flashed to photo-negative. We took the game out and I blew on it, thinkng the cartridge was just dusty. I slotted it back in, but things just got worse. One of the city residents was standing on a building. The expression on his face was one of true fright. Soon half of the city were standing on the rooftops in the game,each looking genuinely terrified.Then, without warning, they all jumped. Blood littered the streets of the city, as the silent screams of the citizens blared through the speakers of the TV, all yelling one sentence.

"MAKE IT STOP"

I immediately jammed the system off,my blood having turned cold at what I had just seen. My friend went home soon after,practically sprinting out of my house.I decided to get some sleep and call a repairman in the morning. However,I barely slept a wink. My dreams were riddled with the screams of the SimCity residents, amplified dozens of times in my ears.I awoke in a cold sweat. I called a video-console repairman, who was a friend of my late father. He told me after examining my N64 that the console was in full working order. He examined the game with similar results. I asked him if he would take a look at the TV, as I was determined to find the source of the disturbing glitch. Once he looked at the contained VHS, he seemed to split-secondly look terrified. After that, he denied my payment and seemed determined to leave as soon as possible. I thought nothing of it, maybe he just had another job somewhere else and was in a hurry. However, the next day, my friend came around and it came up that one said repairman had been found to have gone insane, cut himself and was laughing uncontrollably. A note was found beside him, stained with blood. It read;

"ITS REAL. I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A MYTH BUT IVE SEEN IT" "MAKE IT STOP"

By now I'd had enough of the damn thing. All of this was centered around the stupid VHS that just wouldn't come out out and was safe inside the recorder. Without thinking, I ran upstairs, put my hand into the VHS player and yanked the tape out, blood on my hand from  the sharp centreparts of the machine. I ran outside and into my shed, returning with a sledgehammer, determined to destroy the piece of shit that ruined and corrupted my life. I entered my house to a terrible sight. My friend's body lay broken and dead on the ground,and next to it lay the tape. I took it and destroyed it with the hammer as blood poured gruesomely from its internal parts. The horrid screaming from the game rang around the house,and I fell into exhausted unconceousness.

The paramedics arrived soon, but my friend's neck was broken and the paramedics were helpless. Now I often lie awake at night, wondering how a simple bad film could do this to me, and if the VHS really was cursed. People laugh at my story, but It was truly frightening. And if you would dare to come to my house, you could still hear the screaming of the many people the tape had killed.