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I looked at the child behind my screen prison.

I just wanted a friend.

I was the static in the TV, the flickering light.

I reached out my hand, pressing it against glass. The little boy moved closer.

"Come into my world..." I hissed, tapping the glass with my fingers.

"What's in there?" He asked.

"Come in..." I whispered again, "And you will see."

He gulped, pressing his hand up against the TV.

Then it happened. Lights flickered, the screen disolved. I grabbed his arm, pulling him in.

The TV flickered a few moments, before blood dripped out its sides.

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