This is written in memory of my best friend, David. 1987 – 2009.
The beginning of this story actually begins a couple years back after I saw a very strange video from this sketchy, glitched out website (I’ll describe some of its contents in a bit). I’ve done numerous searches since and haven’t been able to find it. The title of it was in some unfamiliar foreign language. I don’t know where it came from or why it seemed to trigger these series of events. Nevertheless, I’ll recount all of the events that I can remember. There are probably plenty that I’ve forgotten over time, but I’ll do my best.
What I can recollect from my memories of the video… I remember hearing the sound of glass shattering very faintly several times and flashes between many different clips. One of them that’s always stuck in my mind was a part that I believe disturbed me the greatest. The video went black for about 30 seconds and slowly faded to a shot of a puppy lying on the floor. The only part of it that was moving was its mouth and the rise and fall of its ribs. It appeared to be very malnourished and battered to a pulp. As if this weren’t disturbing enough the part that really got me was that its cry was that of a human baby’s cry. The picture faded back out after 10 seconds, but the cry continued. I don’t remember much else of the video other than many distorted clips of eyes and the sound of static. Various short clips of the Holocaust were in there as well.
About a week after I found this video I had forgotten about it for the most part and was living life pretty normally. Then my alarm went off one Saturday morning. I hadn’t set it the night before because… well it was Saturday. It went off once at 3:33. I turned it off. When it went off again I had no idea what time it was. My clock didn’t tell me the time. 6:66 is not a time. I grabbed the cord and proceeded to rip it from the wall. Before it came off it read ERR. I shrugged it off as a malfunction of my cheap, off-brand alarm clock.
A couple months later I was typing a paper for college. I left my computer to use the bathroom. When I returned something along the lines of, “You can’t un-see Hell” was typed where I left off. I found this spooky at first, but at the time I was living in an apartment with my buddy David. I assumed he’d done it as an attempt to scare me.
Eight months after that happened David commit suicide.
The loss of my dear friend spun me into an abysmal depression. I began filling up the gap with drugs. The fact that I was not sober during this next event leaves me questioning whether it really happened or not.
I was lying on my couch, watching television, while under the influence. The wind was making a ruckus outside flickering the lights on and off. The wind stole the power for no more than 15 seconds. When the picture on the television screen returned it flashed the image of that same puppy. It sped by without the sound of crying. My show reappeared not even a second later.
Nothing has happened since then. I don’t know if any of these events are related or if the last one is even true. But I needed to get this out there for David’s sake and for the sake of any poor souls that have also witnessed the video.