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When I was a child, my life was fairly normal.
Shortly before Christmas of 1973, I fell ill with a serious case of the flu.
I awoke with a plethora of syringes in my arm, and an oxygen mask over my face.
Three weeks later, I found myself holding a camera and knife while navigating the halls of a house in Lexington, Nebraska.
▲Shortly before Christmas of 1973, I fell ill with a serious case of the flu. I probably should have been in the hospital, but the medical fees would have been too much for my blue-collar parents to pay for. Anyhow, I was so ill that I could not go to sleep, even with the heavy duty sleeping pills. I remember wandering into the living room. The clock above the television told me that it was 3:42 A.M. Having nothing else to do, I turned on the television. Right when I turned the television on, a message displayed on the screen. The message read "KVVG SPECIAL PRESENTATION". Immediately after the message had displayed, a television show began. The title card of the show was plain and it simply read, "The House". The show started by displaying a grainy image of a bedroom. The camera proceeded to move down a hallway past several closed doors. Just at this time, I heard footsteps on the floor above me. I figured that mom had heard the television on, and she was coming to investigate. The camera continued moving down the hallway until it reached a flight of stairs. I then heard the top stair creak. Very slowly, I heard footsteps moving down the stairs. It was not my mom. The most horrifying thing I had ever seen approached me. It was like a man, but it's face was horribly disfigured. The teeth were protruding out of the man's upper lip. One of his eyes was missing, and the man's skin was peeling off his arms and chest. In his long, bony hands was a sharp Bowie knife. Before I could even think, the knife was jammed into my shoulder. I felt a searing pain as I blacked out.
▲I awoke with a plethora of syringes in my arm, and an oxygen mask over my face. I remained in the hospital for five weeks. My parents did not tell me what had happened out of fear that I would have a nervous breakdown. After finally being released, I went through intensive therapy. After this, my childhood was fairly normal. I ended up going to college. Ironically, I ended up getting a job at a television station. My job was good, and I was well paid. However, the 2008 financial crisis occurred. The manager of the station told me that in order to keep my job, I would have to do a "special task" for him. I had fallen ill, and gotten a strange disease that causes damage to body tissue. To top this off, I had recently gotten in a bar fight, and I had significant damage to my eyes. I needed to do the manager's job in order to pay my medical bills.
▲Three weeks later, I found myself holding a camera and knife while navigating the halls of a house in Lexington, Nebraska. The time was 3:42 A.M.
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