Noise
by johannespunkt
There is an empty bedroom and a trail of dropped blankets, teddy bears and stuffed dolls leading out through the door, which is ajar, into the living room. The trail disappears but is taken over by footprints. The TV is on, hissing static and snow into the room like an open window in a storm. The tiny sole-marks are almost oversnowed now, but there is another, larger, set of prints around them. Both sets lead into the machine. There is a thick rope, too, tied to one of the legs of the marble coffee table. It is stretched taut now.
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Sounds like chaos among emptiness.
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That … does not make sense? I have no idea what you’re talking about, sorry.
basically some dude/dudess killed him/herself
by hanging themselves “into” the tv that is.
Well, you are of course free to interpret it this way, but I was hoping the text would suggest that a child got lost into the TV (to this child the blanket and teddy bears belong, along with the smaller of the two sets of footprints). Their parent — the bigger footprints — then had to rescue them, and tied a rope to their living room so they could find their way back. The fact that the rope is taut was, to me, a sign that they had walked as far as the rope would take them and still not found the child.