He continue to walk, from time to time he would see people sitting at the shuttle board with their phone clattering. Then he tap his arms, suddenly remembering the body cam he had.
When he notice that it wasn't in his arms he immediately tap his shoulder blade, realize that it felt back. With it's automatic flashlight lit up.
He immediately put in the original place and continue to walk. A minute later he reached a coffee resto.
'Cafie de passione' That's the name of the cafe. Seems legit since there are other people inside.
He entered. The place is clean and neat. People talk quietly, no loud noices aside from the clattering of mug.
He immediately walk to the counter. Looking at the menu above, he immediately lock in the black bean coffee and a croissant.
"A black bean coffee and two croissant please." V spoke at the counter, eyes glued at the girl.
The girl shrivel at his cold stare, for a moment the girl in the counter forgot how to breath. The Poor girl was washed by coldness and fear V felt.
"Hik–" The girl let out a small yelp, an attempt to flee but can't move. V immediately realize that and close his eyes, then he open it.
This time, the look on V's eyes turn normal. No different than others but the girl knows otherwise. The feeling of fear and coldness disappear and before she could even recover someone slap her arms.
"Kyaaa!" Her scream made those other people stood up, they, for a moment thought someone was being murdered.
Their eyes turned toward the girl at the counter and the other girl beside her, who was equally stupefy at what happened.
"Ghost!" She said and her eyes turned toward beside her, only when she saw her colleague then she calm down.
"What the fuck Arlene!? Me, seriously, a ghost?" The colleague said and look at her with stupified expression. The girl doesn't know if she should laugh or cry.
"Ahem…" V look at the two, still waiting for his order.
"Ah! Sir sorry, what's your order again?" This time the girl who pat the other one in the counter said. Then she turned her head toward the girl beside her who was looking at V, afraid.
"Let me handle this one. You look like you need a sleep, told you, you shouldn't took nightshift without sleeping." The girl said beside her, the girl reluctantly nodded before leaving.
"A black bean coffee and two croissant."
"Sir, Do you want a milk or a sugar." The girl look at the counter and nodded.
"No need." V said
" That'll be 245 pesos sir." The girl smile at V. He then took a a 500 bill and paid the girl.
"Thank you sir." The girl said after receiving it, giving V both the change and the number card.
V finally left the counter after standing there, he found a sit place with secluded spot. There he sat, and he look at the card number he received. There's a wifi password attached to it, for at least 3 hours.
'Nc" V murmured and took a sit, place his mountaineer bag and took the laptop inside it.
Placing the laptop at the table, V immediately connect the wifi to the laptop and open his browser.
He immediately surf to the Facebook. Then he turned his attention to the body cam he had. He remembers that he connect it to his Bluetooth phone. Even if it disconnect and the recording stop, it still have it's memory card attached inside it.
He took it, opened and insert the memory card in his phone, Seeing that it was really disconnected. He immediately found the recording that he start 9:40.
Opening it on capcut, he immediately found the start of it. It was 2:01 A.M. and he cut it a minute before he reached the shuttle board.
Then, the light flicker. As if warning him to stop whatever shit his trying to do. Else his gonna drag people whatever shit he gone through.
"Huh?"
"What was that? An electrical problem?"
"Ah"
Some people took notice the light flickering, they murmured. The staff also took a look at the bulb.
He didn't stop though, hell he'll never try to. Because for once, a dream of something he never had chance to achieve might come in different form.
He close his eyes, when he didn't have to. He relish the feeling of fear and coldness that he gone through but no more than that.
He open his eyes and turned back to his phone, continuing the editing part. He didn't put anything just cut the part when he reached the first light post of the city.
Even though he was at the city at that time, when he sat at the shuttle board the place seemed change and turned desolated.
"Now, now, that enough" he said to himself.
"Here's your order sir." The girl put the coffee first at the table and the plate of croissant.
She notice V's hand editing a video. 'Must be YouTuber or a reel uploader.' She thought. Then she walk away and start minding her business.
After looking at the video with pride and smile. He wonder how many people would be alarmed when they watch this, at least if they reached the end.
He didn't watch it though, this video was cursed. Knowing that, he smile and save it.
Then using the USB he have he put it in the phone.
Transferring the cut video in the USB drive. He immediately slap it on his laptop and he browse to the YT. Looking at it, he nodded and create his own Yt account.
"Let's name it… 'Fool'." He thought remembering a certain someone who was so mysterious.
"Praise the--- ahem, ahem." He said and nodded. He look at his Yt account and once the uploading complete he immediately put a description on it along with the title.
His first video is name "Analoghorror body cam: The shuttle bus stop." Nodding at himself, please that it'll potentially harm others. He smile with his lips almost reaching his ears.
Then he copy the URL and then open his messenger. He immediately found someone who was still awake at this hour.
He look at time in his phone. It was 3:45 A.M.
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[Emmanuel Sanders]
Vince: Yoo! still awake, you have time watching this. This is my first video in my account. (URL)
Emmanuel: The fuck bro, why are you still awake, shouldn't I be the one asking that.
Vince: N*gga, what the fuck. I'm alive and well just so you know.
Emmanuel: N*gga, no shit. What's this? (URL)
Emmanuel: No sh*t? This yours sure why not, what's this about anyways.
Vince: That, nigga, is my analog horror encounter.
Emmanuel: Hehe, you look funny sure why not.
Vince: Just so you know, you have to watch it till the end. No matter what happens, no matter what you hear, No matter what you saw in your peripheral vision or you see with those eyes of yours. You have to remember that no matter what you feel and see, even hear. Don't ever try to not complete this, else you'll be haunted.
Emmanuel: …
Emmanuel: …F*ck you!
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Emmanuel Sanders look at the messenger, his conversation with those V was weird, sure but that's just who he is.
His been friends with him for more than as far as he remember, there were times when he talk out of nowhere. He would say something that isn't even related to the topic.
Laying in the bed while looking at the video V send. Sometimes there were things that's so out of him, like right now.
"Analoghorror body cam: The shuttle bus stop… Hmm not bad for him to name it. Certainly there's a feel in it." Emmanuel said and nodded.
Psst
Then he heard something, someone psst at him, and he didn't even remember someone other than him inside the room.
He suddenly remember V's word in the chat. He edict it in his mind. Then he comment on the now devoid comment section.
LordWest: First! Supporting my friend in his now new profession, whatever you be, always remember that I'm supporting you as long as you don't sell cocaine and marijuana. 😎
Then he open the video full screen. Then he watched it. The first 30 seconds seems normal, no different than a stroll. Then when he took a turn, he notice something odd.