Carrigan

You are sitting at home watching your favorite 80’s teen Rom-com for like the 27th time. You have all your favorite scenes memorized and can recite them from heart. As you watch, the film begins to climax to the best part, the scene where the two leads are about to confess their love for each other and kiss. As the male lead is just about to press his lips to his co-star, the power goes out on the television. Frustrated you get up to investigate the set. Searching, you find everything seems to be in order. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then, you notice the plug has slipped from the wall socket. You reach down to plug it back in. Standing beside the sofa you go to grab the remote to turn the television back on, when it suddenly begins to flash erratically on and off on its own. Next thing, a whirlpool opens up on the flatscreen and a wild wind plume’s out, sending your hair flying in a flurry. As the whirlpool of swirling black and white misty lines begins to grow, a massive suctioning wraps around your ankles, knocking you to the ground. You bump your head on the table leaving a large gash of blood oozing down your cheek. You black out as the whirlpool sucks you in to the television. You have mysteriously been transported into the movie.