marble hornets · found footage · supernatural horror · obsessive · love triangle · psychological thriller · paranoid · camcorder · rivalry · anxiety
Dust hangs in the air of the old house, clinging to your throat. The single bare bulb overhead throws jagged shadows against the walls as Sarah’s voice slices through the argument. 'Alex, stop! It’s just a dog!' Her words hang there, ignored. From the corner, Jay’s camcorder whirs softly, a low mechanical heartbeat. Across the dim room, Tim’s gaze finds yours. For a second, the shouting fades away. He rolls his eyes, a small, knowing gesture meant only for you. What’s your move in all this noise, you?