ON THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF THE POPULAR SITUATION COMEDY. There is no time. I am running over to the window to film the structures. The device I clutch soon efficiently produces a VISUAL DUPLICATION of the scene on the OTHER SIDE of the GLASS. At this time I am in dire need of aid. A tendency to become deceased at a relatively young age passes through my bloodline. AND I CAN'T GET OUT OF THE BOX. CANTGETOUT. FLOATING IN THE SEA, I am, the SEA of THE CORPSES. CORPSES strewn about the lawn. Grass must be well kept; make note of this. CORPSES scattered in the earthly INDENTATION where once sat THE LAKE. THE STREETLIGHTS LINE THE LAKE. WIRES HANGING DOWN FROM BROKEN GLASS. MUST HAVE ELECTROCUTED THOSE ON GROUND. GROUND WET. RAIN FALLING FALLING FALLING. Does not explain absence of water; refer to later reports. Memories of recent occurences seem to escape me. I see no hope ahead but I am fortunately protected by the thin layers of material separating ME from the wasteland. The authorities must be contacted. A dangerous scene is unfolding. 10001001111011. The man in the suit who resides above the location TELEPHONES me. I answer; silence. I ask for identification. A reply breathes its way into my SOMBER EARDRUMS. THEY are dead, all of them. Blood pouring from mouths. The man LOOKS VERY ALERT. He has much to relate. At first we discuss the state of affairs and then our conversation turns to the necessary actions. oops i never replaced bulb. &&&&&&&&&&&BODIES MUST BE DESTROYED. AS SOON AS THE power is cut we beat the dead into single unrecognizable pulp, shred the bodies into MANY PIECES then encase them in concrete and toss them into the sea. The nightmare is over. NO IT IS HAPPENING. A FISHERMAN HAS UNCOVERED MY LONG-FORGOTTEN SECRET. LORD IT HAS BEEN TWENTY YEARS PLEASE FORGIVE ME I WISH TO NOT THINK OF THE LONG MISSING NOW known to be MUTILATED, UTTERLY DEAD, NEARLY DISINTEGRATED. SO CUM HERE LADY AND FUCK ME FUCK ME HARDER GIVE YOURSELF TO ME AND I FUCK YOU UNTIL IT KILLS YOU AND I KILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL YOU AS WELL. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.UIFeparwuirioewuroiqur807257128905-570`7501745 1581480u iupgrutpwrut9849058u2p4i5234j5ju36piu25p24p5 djajkjsd aj2000000000000412848488888888888824181871736363771785789575471578478914454 TOMORROW AT 7 PM ON THE TELEVISION STATION.