Cindy started to answer him, but stopped as the three of them heard screaming coming from the living room. They ran to the living room as fast as they could. All the electronics had turned to static. Everyone’s eyes were peeled to the television screen. A hand was slowly coming out of the screen, scraping its nails along the edge of the TV.
A voice could be heard beyond the static. “Come here, my beauties. Come have a taste of death.”
Brandy yelled at Danny. “Unplug it!”
Danny looked at her, his face as white as snow. “I already did when it turned to static.”
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