Vince

It all started on Tuesday, September the third. I went to meet grandma Mavis at the retirement home, but something stopped me in my tracks. On this particular day, my television set had a strange allure. A sensual allure. Something was truly amazing about it today.

I sat down to admire it's many channels. Grandma Mavis probably forgot of my visit anyway, so it's not like I was letting anyone down. I pushed my index finger into the rubber buttons on my remote. Suddenly, I heard something from behind me.

"Hey it's Vince here from sham wow!"

It was the surround sound. Truly marvelous. However something was not quite right. The sound was distorted and twisted. I tried to change the channel to escape the ear-rape, but I couldn't, because I had lost the remote. I glanced behind me in order to find the remote, but it was no where to be seen. I slowly turned around to face the television, and something truly spooky chilled me to the bone.

Vince had the remote, and he was also my grandma.

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