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[Footage] Virulent, Acidic, Necrotic, Insidious, Tested, Assault, Scars
| >A timer counts down.
>1:00:00
| >Another file is uploaded.
>A video, grainy and damaged; endlessly repeating, a snippet of time frozen in place.
>Crystalized; Held unto dearly.
>A man and a woman, both with their faces obscured behind clouds of dust on the film dance together under a fake moon, twirling and spinning; smiling.
>The loop repeats, forever embalmed in happiness they dance.
>A voice comes through, a timid voice-over
>A begging voice
>"I don't want to leave yet, I wanted to stay; why can't I stay?"
| >The footage repeats, a step on the right; a twirl on the left.
>Always the same moves, executed clumsily by the lovers holding hands under the moonlight.
>"Why did he take me away from myself? I want to be me again, I want it all to stop slipping away... please... please give me back my love"
>The man smiles again and again as his lover laughs; a step on the right
>A twirl on the left.
>It repeats, Endlessly
>"I wanted to dance again too..."
>Crying begins to be heard
| >A step on the left.
>A twirl on the right.
>It's monotonous, the footage seems to blur as it endlessly repeats itself; running the reels dry and ragged.
>A step.
>A twirl.
>Was it always so blurry?
>"I don't want to leave... I want to stay /here/... I wanted to dance again..."
>Step.
>Twirl.
>"G-i-v-e i-t b-a-c-k"
>Foot.
>Motion.
>"Please... who am I? What was I?"
>Motion.
>Motion.
>Motion.
>Motion.
>"..."
>The cries stop.
>There is nothing now.
>We're out of film.
| >He's gone.
>His painting was taken off the wall.
>The reel stops
>How did the dance end?
>How did it begin
>...
>Nothingness
>Into more Nothingness
>A hand comes close too the camera, pulling off a tape of film and bringing it into focus.
>The film is empty.
>Played out.
>Goodbye, Vincent.
>The ballroom is closed now.
>The choir alone remains.
>Only for you.
>Somewhere, beyond this empty bliss.
>"..."
>The footage ends.
| >A timer counts down.
>1:00:00
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| >A large file storage link is posted; murky videos greet anyone who clicks on it.
>Rapidly devolving into a kaleidoscopic nightmare of colors and sounds rushing by at sickening speed.
>A scene of lunar background
>Bodies layered upon each-other
>A warm smile
>A man, killed in a phonebooth
>Pink haze, drifting above
>Smokestacks, pushing endless flames towards the firmament
>A voice:
>"Until the ballroom closes... please, hold me one last moment... please..."
>BEFORE I WASH AWAY.