Marcus’s depression

I found this disc in a case at a sale. There was no label or anything the words “MARCUS – FINAL EDIT – DO NOT RELEASE” written in old brown ink.

When I played the file there was no introduction or anything. It just started with Marcus in his bedroom. The picture was not clear like it is on my phone it was yellow and old looking.

The sound was really bad. There was no talking, a low noise that I could feel in my chest. It sounded like something was being dragged across the floor.

Marcus was lying on his bed. He did not look right. His arms and legs were over the place like a doll that is broken. He was staring at the camera his eyes were red and scared.

Then Ginny came into the room. She did not walk in she just appeared. Her face was empty like she was not feeling anything.

“Marcus ” she said, quietly. It sounded like she was talking in my ear. “The color is leaving everything.”

Marcus did not move. “It never had any, Ginny. We just imagined it ” he said.

As they talked the room started to fall. The posters on the wall came off and underneath I could see muscle and bone. The light changed it was really bright and white.

The dragging sound got louder. I realized that it was coming from behind Marcus’s bed. Something was trying to get out from under the bed.

Marcus started laughing. It sounded really bad. He started picking at his skin like he was trying to take it off. Under his skin there was no blood, black and moving things.

“You like this don’t you?” Marcus asked, looking at me. His voice was not his own it sounded like a lot of people talking at the time. “You sit there watching us hurt. You enjoy it. You are the reason I am falling apart.”

The camera started moving like someone was carrying it. It showed the mirror on the wall. In the mirror the room was empty. There was no Marcus, no Ginny. Just a dark space.

Then the screen went black except for some words in the middle: “WILL YOU JOIN HIM?”

I tried to turn off the TV. I could not. I tried to unplug it. The cord was really cold and would not come out.

I just sat there watching the screen. Then I saw a picture on the screen it was the room from the video.. Marcus was there standing behind me. His fingers were really close to my shoulders.

I have not turned on the lights for hours. I am too scared. I can hear the dragging sound again it is coming from, outside my room. It is getting closer. I can hear Marcus’s voice saying “I’m done waiting, watcher.”

Do you think that when we watch things that’re really sad and traumatic it can bring bad things into our lives?