It’s, uh, around 10:30 in the morning… Screaming was investigated. Boys went up and down the block knocking from door to door. Nothing. Nobody heard anything except a couple of the neighbors’ dogs were going nuts about something. I was a little worried it might’ve been the new neighbors getting into some little argument, but- 

I saw him again this morning as I was getting ready for work. I’m pretty sure it’s him screaming or some shit, because this time I heard the scream coming from right in the backyard… And when I looked out, I saw him. Just standing and staring again. This time he just shook his head… real slow. I told him to fuck off again, and… And he just stared. I don’t know what the hell is up with this guy… 

I- it’s… it’s watching me. I know it is. It looks like… like it’s everything and nothing all at once. It’s… it’s long, and it’s grey and sickly. It looks otherworldly and… 

(almost crying laugh) It sounds like them… It sounds like everything… Like everyone. There’s some voices where it… it sounds like Kare, or Rita… Sometimes, it sounds like… like a woman… sometimes it’s a man.

It’s just… it’s endless. An endless loop of-

(mimicking a different voice) 

No, please, I didn’t do anything. Please, just let me go. Please. Please. 

(slowly getting quieter and faster in his own voice) 

Please. Please. Please. Please.