He looked up from his watch and stared at me while we walked toward the tracks. “I want you to agree right here and now, are you in or are you out.” “You’re gonna see some things, things you won’t like, things you will never forget.” “For you to do this job, I need you to confirm something for me,” he continued as he stared at his watch. “Allow me to demonstrate, but first.” he stood up and motioned me to join as he checked his watch, an activity he had been doing since I had him, every ten seconds or so.
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“Yeah one, are you an actual serial killer, or do you want me to just film you as the star of a sho’-” he cut me off. “Do you have any questions about the job?” he asked. He was sitting on a light grey composite bench, overall it and he blended into the station like a bat in the pitch-black night. He said he would be wearing a green and red striped polo and grey sweatpants with a red skull on each knee. I meet him at the station at the exact date and time specified.
“I looked over your application, you seem like you’re the perfect person for this position, please meet me at XXX on XXX at XXX sharp,” exacts were removed for obvious reasons but all you need to know is that it was a subway station. The next day I had an email from an account I didn’t recognize. It had a section to list previous work and references, if this was a joke it was a damn well thought out one. I figured it was just some internet ass playing a prank or something like that but the application was genuine. I had just gotten out of film school, I had bought some nice cameras and microphones and was crippled by my loan debt so I decided to apply. “Film me, a serial killer, a diary, if you have the right equipment please apply and be paid well,” along with the normal post there was a response with a link for an application. I was scrolling through 4Chan and came across a weird advertisement.
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