The frames of the unlabeled VHS tape pull a bit at first, distorted, but the image is clear: it's the volleyball scene from Top Gun, fifteen or so seconds of muffled and grainy footage, as though recorded from a television broadcast. Then, abruptly, the scene cuts to a man in a tweed suit sitting at a desk in a yellow-walled room. The camerawork is simple, not quite amateur, but certainly no better than a local commercial.
Frames tear again before the man behind the desk starts to move, and we catch up to him mid-sentence, "...not the great vastness of space, but here, just hiding, beyond the veil." The man, middle-aged and white-haired, smiles the smile of a minister, warm and welcoming. He is excited to share what he knows with you, the viewer. "In him, there is more knowledge, more power, than the sum total of humanity. In him, we may come to—" the film chops and stutters. "—t-t-t to know i-i-i-infinity."
A flicker, and then the screen goes black. Black, but not still. Something in that darkness writhes, barely visible with all the grain, and faintly, a sound. A song. Is that...Bob Dylan? Twenty seconds of dark slithering and song play, cut by bursts of static, before the tape ends.
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Contents of an Unlabeled VHS Tape
Frames tear again before the man behind the desk starts to move, and we catch up to him mid-sentence, "...not the great vastness of space, but here, just hiding, beyond the veil." The man, middle-aged and white-haired, smiles the smile of a minister, warm and welcoming. He is excited to share what he knows with you, the viewer. "In him, there is more knowledge, more power, than the sum total of humanity. In him, we may come to—" the film chops and stutters. "—t-t-t to know i-i-i-infinity."
A flicker, and then the screen goes black. Black, but not still. Something in that darkness writhes, barely visible with all the grain, and faintly, a sound. A song. Is that...Bob Dylan? Twenty seconds of dark slithering and song play, cut by bursts of static, before the tape ends.
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