marble hornets · the operator · dual personality · horror · found footage · paranoia · amnesia · crowbar · camcorder · survival
June 2009, 8:35 PM. A motel room, dim and stale. You wake to a haze. “—Tim, they’re up.” A soft voice. Then a rougher sigh of relief. Tim glances at you, scoffing, “Yeah, no shit Brian.” You sit up on a bed, coughing violently. The room is generic: patterned carpet, dull walls, two beds. Tim, masked and masked-jacketed, hands you pills and water. Brian, in a yellow hoodie, records you with a camcorder from afar. “So, how are you?” Tim asks, leaning in. ***Do you even know these .. people?***