#huntedvideo

[t-errifier]

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌, unmoving as the wash cloth touched his skin. he wasn't familiar with caring touches - especially not ones that would clean off the remnants of his EVIL DEEDS. the other seemed to take great interest in him. not in a frightful way, but genuine interest. like he wanted to learn more about what made him tick. he would be sorely disappointed to realize that ART didn't give way to his motives for anything - he didn't so much as utter a single word. no, he sat in complete silence. there was copious amounts of blood that needed to be washed off - but the other had a cautious hand & lots of patience. he would take his time with it. scrubbing off the dried viscera with all the necessary effort. & ART would sit still for all of it. he didn't like to be dirty - usually, it was a matter of not having a choice.

now, that he had the opportunity to be clean. he was going to welcome it with open arms. waiting patiently as the other cleaned off his flesh. he held his hands out to be scrubbed next - the worst of the blood being underneath his fingertips. he had been digging around in blood - uncaring if his hands saw the worst of the mess. his gloves would have to come off - they would need to be washed if they were to be clean again. no amount of scrubbing would bring them back to the stark white that they were supposed to be. tilting his head some, he looks at the other's work as he goes - intrigued by his cautious hand. the slight tilt of the head was the only movement that he made - otherwise a completely still figure.

[huntrcsss]

". . .You're that youtube guy, aren't you? The one that post about the supernatural?"

@huntedvideo

[spiritdreamt]

'you could come with me, y'know. if you wanted,' a dangerous ask, and finley should know better. but was he not still young and, now, in love? people make stupid decisions when they're in love ( and also young ). there's a hopeful grin that touches his lips, hands reaching forward to take percy's own, giving them a squeeze. 'it's basically like a, uh... a road trip. and i can always bring you back, if you get tired've me,' eyes search her features, the boy a bit nervous, though he would take rejection with grace, and cover it with humor. 'think it'd be fun?' @huntedvideo

percy will never get tired of him. finley getting tired of her is a different matter altogether, a possibility that haunts her—but here he is, asking her to follow him. to take his hand and go. he's offering her everything she's ever wanted; how can she turn him down? "are you sure you want me to?" she asks. it's a silly question, she knows, but it slips out before she can stop it. she's finished with school, and her entire life yawns before her, wild with possibilities. maybe percy should know better, too. she should get a job to cover her loan payments, not go gallivanting off across the country. her parents would say she's being stupid.

her parents don't know anything about her.

"i do want to," she says. her throat feels suddenly tight, her voice thick with emotion. "it's all i want. you're all i want." is she being impulsive? maybe. but the thought of being left behind, of being left alone, is intolerable. "i'll come with you. for as long as you want me."

[satellitewar-archived]

a message from @huntedvideo: how is it you get into these situations so often? @ shawky.

this would be so much easier if they were just returning a book to a library or returning a lost dog to its owner. no, they have to return an ancient scroll to the stand it was taken from, the stand hundreds of feet underground at the bottom of a massive, trap-filled catacomb. something about ghosts, about vengeance, about curses and bad luck and something weird always tickling the back of finley's neck (something he says feels like a breath, like some big figure breathing down on him from behind). fortunately finley isn't the culprit shawky has the right to blame — this ancient artifact ended up in his hands after a hasty purchase and a quick turnaround promising haunted results. now the two go wandering these very same catacombs together on their way to return the lost object, crouching, clinging to the carved walls, and watching their footing on the way down. finley makes a passing remark (how is it you get into these situations so often?), and all shawky can do in response is turn around and point his flashlight directly into finley's unsuspecting face. "it's the graverobber's fault," he asserts plainly, just as he lowers the torch and gives his blinded friend a small smile. "but i could almost charge you with that very same delinquency since you're the one they sold it to. if there wasn't a haunted buyer, there's no haunted seller. the money's the motivator, and now you're stuck with a scroll that's causing you problems. that's how i get into these situations." he turns around and continues the slow descent, almost stumbling down a step in the process. "next time you want to buy something that looks really cool and potentially has a ghost inside... please ask me first. let me help you."

[hellceo]

starter call !

" PLEASE — " and that ghost of a smile is heavy with implication. " If you're going to take a video, you could at least have the decency to make it interesting. Trust me. I have much more interesting angles. " So he has some idea of who @huntedvideo is — though, there's not much that passes under his radar. " That's not why you're here? Damn. Thought it would be my big break into show biz. " There comes the barest tug of a smile again, and it doesn't touch his eyes. " So why are you here? "

[solesoldier]

Visit Original Link

special agents finley stevens and jane shepard, the truth is out there. ( for @huntedvideo )

[51163]

BACK STRAIGHT AGAINST THE WORN BOOTH , palms rest on the table in front of him , fingers tapping to no set beat . whiskey by his left hand and coffee by his right , he has yet to reach for either . the bar is empty save for an older man hunched over the counter and a couple to the back by the pool tables ( each party scouted and registered ) and , even still , jay's voice is low when @huntedvideo appears . " thanks for coming . ——– i didn't know who else actually would . "

[eurosleazarchive]

@huntedvideo sent: “Get out of my wife!”

it rolls its eyes, lips poking out in an exaggerated pout before it speaks. " -- i don't think i will. she's so comfortable. well worn, you know? i don't wanna leave. " it laughs, sinking down onto the couch. whatever the thing inside her is, it isn't her-- it's not even close. it fixes its eyes on him, cracked lips turning up into a wicked grin. blood drips down its chin, teeth bared. it's what you'd expect if you asked an animal to smile.

" -- i can't believe you'd want me to abandon her. that's what she's got you for, baby. she's so lonely, finley. it almost breaks my heart. she had to do something. " it knows what she's insecure about-- of course it's gonna use it against him. " maybe if you'd come home more often, i wouldn't have had to step in. and now i'm here. you're never getting rid of me. " it digs its nails into the skin of her arm, nails ripping up the flesh there. blood oozes from the wound and its smile grows. " besides, i'm still her. i'm just-- better. i know that's what you want, baby. you wish she was better; that she wasn't so sick. i'm happy to say your wish has been granted. why get rid of me when i'm doing you so much good? "