![]() At this moment, I realized that there was something very wrong. The people around him, oh dear god I still remember it. Spongebob was just walking, down the road, it seemed the typical path he would normally take to the Krusty Krab. The whole city seemed in shambles, the horizon blood red, the buildings burning. It appeared to be Bikini Bottom, oh but there was something, VERY, VERY wrong. By all appearances we were now in Spongebob's mind, in his dream, his nightmare. almost like the previous screen had just burned up. But something, all together, much more sinister. It then had a transition, not the usual fade to black, or the joyful bubbles. his eyes, almost seemed as if they had been, stitched shut. It was one of horror, malice, one someone in a terrible nightmare would have. Oh, what I would give if it had just ended right then and there!Īs it finally reached deep into his face. I would later greatly regret this decision. Oh, so slowly, waiting in anticipation, just dying for something to finally happen. something finally happened, it started to slowly pan into his face. there must have been at least just three plus minutes, of just SpongeBob snoring. Oh how bad that thing annoyed me as a kid. ![]() I was expecting the blowhole to go off, and Spongebob to start his typical routine. I wanted to forget this, but something compels me to share my story. It seemed normal but was it? Oh dear god, I was wrong.Forgive me, you must forgive me. I begin to feel relived, I remembered all this from when I was kid. The blowhole of an alarm clock was there, even the bed was. with Spongebob slowly snoring in bed and Gary sleeping beside him on his newspaper. It transitioned into one of the familiar openings. and it slowly faded into the show from a couple seconds of utter silence. The text just melted down the screen, almost like blood running down a wall. It had to be a joke, right? Why would someone try to scare me this terribly though? The words read, "You nosy intern, you shouldn't have come in here", and the usual happy bubble transition that we were all used to was gone. The words and the title card made my heart sink farther. something you would see in a horror film. Instead of the usual "Fun" font they used that popped and seemed colorful (Of course to appeal more to children), it seemed more. This was either finished, or just ready to leave production. It wasn't a cherry, or slightly edited build. Or was it.?Īs the title card flashed, I could immediately see my first assumption was wrong. It seemed just like any normal netbook the interns or staff carried. It seemed the computer itself was just a video player. Normally, it would open in VLC or Windows Media Player. Without any prompt, or confirmation, it just started. "Thump, Thump, THUMP" I slowly pushed the DVD tray shut. As I slowly pulled the chair back, my heart rate slowly increased. something pushed me to the chair and forced me to sit. It didn't have any markings or even a name. Usually these were editing disks, completely cherry episodes just barely leaving production. Now, in my panic, I hadn't noticed the netbook, the chair, and the small table it was sitting on. Some force stronger then the strongest man, making sure I couldn't leave until I did what I was sent in to do. But, dear lord, there was something on the other side of that door. I had been working out for the past 3 years. Now, not to boast, but I was not the weakest guy. Oh, they probably already knew I was here! Panicking, I ran at the door with all my force, slamming into it with all my might. So, when the door locked, I figured this was some kind of punishment, and my heart slowly sank. I figured this was one of those somewhat "Cruel" pranks the editors sometimes pulled on the new guys. Oh dear god that feeling.Īs soon as I walked in, the door slammed behind me. Normally this would cost me my internship, but oh god, I couldn't resist the urge. Today, I was invited into the editing studio, but you see, it was odd. ![]() Me being on the road of an editor, I sometimes received the opportunity to see episodes before they were "Officially" released. Running donuts and making coffee sucked, I can tell you that much, but it had it perks. It was a stupid school, but it taught me what I needed for this chance. They picked me up after receiving my associates degree from ITT Tech. It was my first day as an intern at Nickelodeon Studios. Now, today I am going to tell you a story of what may have seemed a typical day to any normal intern, but there was NOTHING normal about today.
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