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Do you know how life changes when a young couple decides to become young parents? Do they think it boils down to adding more commitments and costs? Or do you already know about the emotional toll and everything it entails? Here’s a story that elucidates it all.

"We are sitting at lunch one day when my daughter casually mentions that she and her husband are thinking of "starting a family." "We're taking a survey," she says half-joking. "Do you think I should have a baby?"

"It will change your life," I say, carefully keeping my tone neutral.

"I know," she says, "no more sleeping in on weekends, no more spontaneous vacations."

But that is not what I meant at all. I look at my daughter, trying to decide what to tell her. I want her to know what she will never learn in childbirth classes.

I want to tell her that the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, but becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional wound so raw that she will forever be vulnerable.

I consider warning her that she will never again read a newspaper without asking, "What if that had been MY child?" That every plane crash, every house fire will haunt her.

That when she sees pictures of starving children, she will wonder if anything could be worse than watching your child die.

I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and think that no matter how sophisticated she is, becoming a mother will reduce her to the primitive level of a bear protecting her cub. That an urgent call of "Mom!" will cause her to drop a soufflé or her best crystal without a moments hesitation.

I feel that I should warn her that no matter how many years she has invested in her career, she will be professionally derailed by motherhood. She might arrange for childcare, but one day she will be going into an important business meeting and she will think of her baby's sweet smell. She will have to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running home, just to make sure her baby is all right.

I want my daughter to know that every day decisions will no longer be routine. That a five year old boy's desire to go to the men's room rather than the women's at McDonald's will become a major dilemma. That right there, in the midst of clattering trays and screaming children, issues of independence and gender identity will be weighed against the prospect that a child molester may be lurking in that restroom.

However decisive she may be at the office, she will second-guess herself constantly as a mother.

Looking at my attractive daughter, I want to assure her that eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy, but she will never feel the same about herself.

That her life, now so important, will be of less value to her once she has a child. That she would give herself up in a moment to save her offspring, but will also begin to hope for more years, not to accomplish her own dreams, but to watch her child accomplish theirs.

I want her to know that a cesarean scar or shiny stretch marks will become badges of honor.

My daughter's relationship with her husband will change, but not in the way she thinks.

I wish she could understand how much more you can love a man who is careful to powder the baby or who never hesitates to play with his child.

I think she should know that she will fall in love with him again for reasons she would now find very unromantic.

I wish my daughter could sense the bond she will feel with women throughout history who have tried to stop war, prejudice and drunk driving.

I want to describe to my daughter the exhilaration of seeing your child learn to ride a bike.

I want to capture for her the belly laugh of a baby who is touching the soft fur of a dog or cat for the first time.

I want her to taste the joy that is so real it actually hurts.

My daughter's quizzical look makes me realize that tears have formed in my eyes. "You'll never regret it," I finally say. Then I reached across the table, squeezed my daughter's hand and offered a silent prayer for her, and for me, and for all the mere mortal women who stumble their way into this most wonderful of callings.

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We have never figured this out. And now, the three living witnesses have to be good and fucking druuuunk to discuss the whole thing.

I was 7, my brother 10, my mom in her early 40s, my grandmother (her mom) in her 60's. So we were all cogent. No one was too young or too senile to not recall this nonsense. Yet, still no bloody answer.

Grandma lived on an isolated country road in NC that was named after her family since they were the only crazy fuckers who lived on the land for about 1000 acres. And I *do* mean crazy. We have stories about relatives that start with, "You remember that time Uncle Bob was in the ditch with a shotgun?" "WHICH TIME?!"

Her house had been empty for several weeks while she'd been visiting us in Florida, but we were all back, spending the weekend with her before trekking back to the Sunshine state. The house is in the foreal country, literally over train-tracks, past a salvage yard and her nearest neighbor (a cousin — everyone is related to everyone who owns a house on the road) ain't within screamin' distance. Yes, that seems to be a real system of measurement — "screaming distance."

It's early in the AM, like just before daybreak. We're awake because these are farm freaks who wake at the crack of dawn from sheer ingrained habit. We're eating cereal when we hear someone pull up outside. Curious, we all run to the big picture window that looks onto the front yard. There is a strange truck there. No one seems to be behind the wheel, though the engine is idling. The truck is... well, old, for one thing. It's old-timey like from maybe the 1930's? You could picture the Joad Family heading to California in this thing. It's rusted but it was probably once painted blue.

We stare at the thing, bewildered. Mom asks grandma if she knows who that is. Nope, not a clue, says grandma. She runs to get the phone to call her cousin and ask him to come up — she thinks maybe it's a hired hand and he's just at the wrong farm. Just as she asks him to come on down, the phone goes dead. Well, that's unsettling.

All at once, there is a loud, insistent banging on the front door. We all scream. My grandma, who is terrifyingly resourceful, huddles us all into the living room, away from a window where anyone can see us. Then, while mom, me and my brother tremble there on the couch, she grabs a serrated bread knife from the kitchen and cautiously approaches the front door. She peeks out a side window, very stealthily. She turns back to us and looks confused. She shakes her head, like, "No one is there." We all kind of breathe easier.

Then EVERY goddamn door in the house is banging — relentlessly. I can still hear it. Rhythmic and terrifying, like all the doors are about to splinter and crack. There were two doors in the basement beneath us, so the sound is also a reverberation at our feet. The three ground-floor doors are shaking — we can see them trembling and jerking on their hinges from our vantage point on the couch. Finally, mom runs to the window — either from a psychotic break with reality or terror, I have no clue. She cries, "Oh thank Christ — Cousin is here!" We run to her and peek out the picture window — there is no one that we can see in the yard, but we can't see all the doors from our viewpoint.

Cousin walks by truck with a shotgun in his hand. Cousin, it should be noted, has pretty much every gun ever made. He looks puzzled, looking at the rear of the truck, then he glances in the cab window and he stops. He goes pale, runs a hand down his face. Then he RUNS towards to house, towards us.

My grandmother flings open the kitchen door as she sees him coming. He shouts, "Everyone get behind the couch! Get DOWN!" He runs past us as we bolt for the couch. The banging starts AGAIN, all the doors and now we can hear the windows rattle. It's like a tornado or the end of the world. We are too scared to even scream. Cousin flings open the front door and fires the huge shotgun, once, BANG, deafening. As he does, the truck roars into life and it sounds like a train. We scramble up; the banging stops, mercifully. Cousin is advancing onto the lawn, gun leveled at the truck. We run behind him, wanting to be out of that shaking, quivering house and near the dude with the gun. The truck peals out, backwards, cutting across the yard and racing into a breakneck speed. Tires sqeal, rubber is burned. Cousin fires again and we all cower behind him. He blows out the back window with the sound of a thousand plates smashing into linoleum but the truck never even hiccups, just roars down the road. No tags, not even a vanity plate on the back.

There was NO ONE behind the wheel of that thing.

We all had a clear view. Everyone agreed. Not a driver in the cab.

Well.

Not anything we could SEE, anyhow.

The police were called. The phone line had been cut. There was not a single boot print in the entire yard except Cousin's, from where he'd run into and out of the house. Cousin reported that there had been no plate but when he looked into the cab, it looked like "something from a horror movie." He said there were all kinds of weird restraints — handcuffs, c-clamps, nylon straps — and he said the floorboards looked covered in what "smelled like" blood to him (Cousin was famous for his keen sense of smell and the window was down, so it's possible).

Cousin said he thought he saw a blur of something out the picture window and ran to fire the first shot, but "missed" because, once he stood there, nothing or no one was on the lawn or in the truck. Then it shot backwards out of the yard and out of our lives, leaving no answers, just a deep sense of unease every time we'd visit.

Grandma and Cousin have passed. Deeply religious people, they stuck by their unchanging versions of the story until they died. My brother, mother and I have never been able to figure it out — neither did the cops, I think it should be noted. We don't know how all the windows and doors were banging, and we don't know why we never saw a SOUL anywhere or how they could get around the sides of the house without leaving a trace in the damp earth.

Credits to Sorcia MacNasty


When I was 8, my family moved into an old Colonial that was built in 1810. My father still lives there. Until I was 17, every before I feel asleep, I would feel pressure next to me as if someone sat down on the bed next to me. This would always be accompanied with a feeling of increased pressure in the air. Although I knew this probably didn't happen to everyone, I didn't think about it much.

Until I got a cat. He was a present for my twelfth birthday. Each night, he would sack out on the bed near my feet. Each night, he would bolt from a dead sleep and glare at something in the doorway before hightailing it out of there. A few moments later, the pressure would return.

Again, while this was a weird thing to happen, I didn't really question it. Maybe the cat was just neurotic. I didn't talk about this nightly occurrence to anyone. However, I did refer this feeling/presence/what have you as "Charlotte." I don't know why.

So one day in the summer when I was thirteen, an elderly man and his middle-aged daughter pull up to our house and explain that the father lived in the house with his aunt while he was a boy and that he raised his family there for a few years. They had been visiting family in the neighborhood, and they wondered if they could take a tour for old times' sake. My mom said sure. She, my sister and I led them around the house, and they recalled different memories.

Afterward, my mom asked them if they remembered strange occurrences or stories about the house. "Like ghosts?" the old man asked and chuckled. His daughter became very quiet and said firmly, "It's not funny, Dad." The man explained that everyone who slept in one bedroom felt a little unsettled, and his daughter interrupted to say that she always felt as if someone sat on the edge of the bed and she tried to go to sleep. Her father said they used to joke that it was just his aunt looking out for them—his Aunt Charlotte.

This confirmed what I had never admitted to myself. I had a freaking ghost that basically tucked me in at night for the previous five years.

Still, going to bed was never freaky or scary. I just tried to ignore the feeling when it came.

Until one night when I was 16. My parents had been going through a weird patch in their marriage, I was feeling depressed, and in general, it was a weird year. I went to bed; after about 20 minutes the cat took his typical bolting exit from the bed, and I felt the familiar pressure on my side.

Then I felt a hand brush through my hair.

Then I ran straight downstairs to the living room where my mom was dozing. She woke up when I burst in the room, saw my face, and asked what was wrong. I told her I had a nightmare and left it at that.

I spent a week sleeping in the guest room. When I got the nerve to go back to my room, I was nearly asleep when I realized I didn't feel the pressure next to me. I did feel pressure in the air. I rolled on my back and saw the figure of a woman in her 60s, wearing a housedress, her hair pulled back in a bun, with her arms folded. She was looking right at me, very concerned. When I found my voice, she disappeared. I said out loud, "I don't care if you stay, but I can NEVER, EVER, EVER see you again." I never did.

However a few years later, after my parents divorced and my dad moved in his girlfriend and her 4 year old son, I wasn't really surprised when she told me her little boy said a lady named Charlotte told him stories at night.

Credits to nearsighted


I was actually planning on hacking Pokemon.

Yes, another one.

This one however is going to be a LOT more subtle than LOL SIVER IS DEAD, or LOL GHOST KILLS EVERYONE THEN YOU LOL

Basically, It’s yellow edition, all normal, except when you fight the first pokemon AKA pikachu, before you catch it, you see the text “Pikachu sneezes!”

When you fight your rival it says it again, and then after the fight, when you check it’s status it says “sick.”

Going to the First aid center solves this and his status becomes normal.

As you go along, the line in the first aid centers get longer, and there are more people in there that says “My pokemon is sick. I’m not sure why, but the pokecenters will solve everything!!”

After the thirds badge, pikachu get’s “Sick” again except this time the message says, “Pikachu coughs violently.” Pokecenter solves this again. As you get to the fourth town, AKA lavender town, the area has several people in it when it is normally a very small town. taking to them says “We are trafficking dead pokemon. They died from a strange sickness. I suggest you keep an eye on your pokemon.” The tower is skipped, Mr. Fiji being in a house guarded by team rocket. Going inside the tower shows a giant fire with one person in front of it who says that you are not authorized to dispose of bodies, and you are escorted out.

Note this is all still in planning so if you see something in it you don’t like, point it out and I can alter it.

As you along facing badges, it gets worse. There are now designated grave yards in towns, and they get bigger as you go along, although not TOO Big, as it wouldn’t make sense for these to actually be huge in a small town. When you saved Mr. Fiji, he gives you the silph scope for free along with the Poke flute, I think, It’s been a while since I played.

Anyway, these graveyards now spawn ghost pokemon and that’s how you get ghost if you want then.

In the fifth gem there are trainers that don’t fight you, saying “They have sick pokemon and that they cannot fight you.” Eventually they all have ghost pokemon at the sixth gem. Eventually the ghost pokemon become common. When you get to pallet town, that’s when the REAL shit hits the fan. you go into it to see 2 tombstones, and the two walking NPC’s outside are gone. Turns out, that sickness? It can affect humans too. Your mom is sick, but she’s innoculated,so she should be fine, oak is nowhere to be seen, you don’t know what happened to blue, he stops showing up at the fourth town, and there are masked men everywhere. Pikachu exanimations shows he’s worried.

Cinnibar island is fenced off except for one area. You enter in here and have to fight a masked man, who has ghost pokemon, so having an physic pokemon means that this game is gonna get easy, unless THEY catch the sick status, in which in battle the pokemon “is too sicken to fight.” And is dealt a good amount of damage. Good thing is, if they get hit by another pokemon that isn’t sick, THEY can get sick as well. This variable increases as the game goes along, but your pokemon can NEVER get sick from hitting sick pokemon.

Sick will be a status dealt by “Viral Breath” which certain pokemon now do. Mind to say, It hardly ever happens and except for pikachu after the third infection, it always clears it up

Cinnibar is now a shelter for non sick pokemon, going under the sea for the room and accominations for other pokemon. You go into the broken lab here, now converted to a HUGE fuck off pokecenter, the other pokecenter an emergency surgery center/MR (Military Recruiter), which is the base of the Masked men. When you leave the center, fighting men and ghosts, there are people missing, and the EMR is empty. Going into the gym gives trainers missing and only Blaine there, who when you go into combat with, only has a Charmander that’s lvl 15. Beating it gives you the Badge and TM whatever. He says his pokemon suddenly turned sick and he wasn’t sure why and that the badge you have there is only temporary.
The eighth badge in vermilion is the easiest. There are tomb stones all in vermilion and trainers that just say “urgh” when you talk to them. Giovanni says “DON’T GET NEAR ME. STAY AWAY. YOU HAVE IT, I KNOW YOU DO. YOU BROKE MY FORCES, AND YOU’RE GOING TO BREAK ME.” Going into combat with him reveals him to be utterly sick, and his pokemon are all underleveled and have the “SICK” Status, so sick that NOTHING gets out of them. Needless to say, this fight is over quick. You get the badge. He then backs against the wall and turns his back to it and the text “No….. N…No….” appears. Investigating him gives the text. “He…. He’s not breathing.”

Leaving the gym triggers the next blue sequence. He starts saying all of his pokemon are dead. ALL of them. He’s not sure why but now he’s sneezing. He didn’t mean for this to happen. Why?” and so forth.

Your pikachu becomes sick again, but this time the pokecenter doesn’t do much as it just happens again. He doesn’t get attacks taken or damage, just… sick.

(Basically, Sick comes in 2 ways, One replaces freeze since that never happens in Gen 1, and the other will take I think Toxic, since that hardly happens in Gen 1 either. Neither will be missed)

Investigating him reveals him to be frowning and for bubble to be rising above his head, and a “sneeze” to emit from him.

Going to the elite 8 shows masked men everywhere and for more face down trainers.

Going through victory roads shows sick visible pokemon with NO encounter rate.
Did I metion that past 7th gym, you now encounter ghost pokemon outside of grass? It’s really low encounter but you can.

Also, when pikachu is infected the third time, all pokemon are “Too scared to move.” against him.

Anyway, Victory road HAS no encounter rate, and the 4 are all sick when fighting, and certain pokemon are midly sick, and each one has at least 1 ghost pokemon. Still challenging, but not as much as the original. They all attempt to stick to their speechs but are sick and mess it up a little. Not the whole “I’M DYING” thing but like “You tried your breast.. I mean best, sorry.” It gets less surreal the further into the 4 that you go. They also warn against “The newcomer.”

Getting to the last elite shows that his pokemon all have “Sick” but they still attack somewhat. He warns you about the other person and that to not worry because he was lucky to get the few inoculations that actually worked.

The FINAL boss is still blue, but all sublty is shed off here. He’s basically sick as a dog and has only one pokemon. “You…You did this…” Or something like that, I haven’t planned out his speech and how your pikachu started this, even though it’s very possible he didn’t, the source is never ‘explained’ until Oak gets in after you defeat blue, who ‘dies’.

Oak explains that said plague that’s been going around was a failed experiment. It was a gas that was meant to actually prevent a certain sickness that was going around, and instead amplified it to unbeleivable strength. It kills pokemon, and turns them into ghosts that are super powerful. After a few more lines, Blue gets up. He turns around. He mubles “You… YOU.”

You have to fight him again, this time his portait is different, with white eyes.
He now has 6 ghost pokemon that are Extremely high level and have powerful attacks. Losing kicks you to the title screen, winning shows him falling over dead, permanently this time.

Oak offers you asylum in the Kanto region where they have it under control, rather than this soon to be wasteland. The final cutscene is you wondering past “White” trainers and “Masked men”. You escape to a small monologue that I haven’t planned out yet.

It doesn’t show the whole WOOO I’M HAUNTED THING but instead takes a mores subtle apporach to allow the illusion that this count have been an actual plot that was canceled. It’s certainly not finished yet in my head and certain things are gonna get changed.

A. Is this possible to hack (I think most likely, most of this isn’t hard to change) and B. Would anyone here actually play it.

Also C. Objections/dislikes.

Also, any ideas suggested will be seriously concidered and possibly implemented. Just remember this is the gameboy, so I’ll be limited in power.

Also, For those of you that hate grind, the game will feature an increased pace.

Wild pokemon EXP will be increased by 300%, trainer exp by 200%, and all money gain will be increased by 400%, with most items being decreased in value by 60%, to drastically lower grind, so you have a straight shot through the game.

There will also be a normal version in this as well without these added variables, but with how the game starts to smirk trainers, you’ll find yourself drasitcally under-leveled later in game.

I was also going to add a shop in the Final 4 as well that allows you to buy stat raisers for a good price.

Also, Payday will instead of giving money after a fight, trade EXP for PKE, so fighting with a meowth in party and using pay day will give 4600 gold per fight for example instead of EXP. However, since most fights will be harder in end game in the wild, this might prove to be a challenge in it’s own right.

No fucked up music at first, no messed up art, no anything like that except for pikachu sneezing, and at most someone might think that is just a little quirk as it’ll be advertised as “More interactive with your pikachu! He can get a little sick, but he can get better with the help of Nurse joy! It’s playing with pikachu like you never experienced before!”

Of course, they soon realize after lavender town it’s a plague nightmare, but that’s their problem then.


It’s odd the things we remember sometimes. I was walking down the toy aisle a couple days ago, looking for something to give my two (soon to be three) year old niece for her birthday. Everything was brightly colored and cheerful, starting with a turtle with a head that bobbed up and down when you pulled his tail and ending with what looked like a mash-up between a dragon and a fairy princess colored all in pink. And there, dead center in the middle of the aisle, was a loosely gathered bunch of Care Bears toys.

Cloying and sweet, their eyes stared up at me, as if to say what a wonderful gift they would be for a small girl of three. I reached down and picked up the dark blue Grumpy Bear. Of all the bears he has gone through the least changes over the years. I think it’s because his mind is the strongest. He’s had no need to change his shape or form to keep his sanity.

I put the bear back down and gazed at it. Odd thing to think. But then, it was an odd Care Bears tale I had seen too. Or maybe thought I saw, the whole thing has the quality of a fever dream to it, which is appropriate since I was sick at the time. And as I looked at the little storm cloud on his tummy I remembered.

It was a sunny March afternoon. A temperature of 101 and vomiting had kept me home from school that day. I had passed the worst stages of my sickness earlier in the morning and I was now thoroughly enjoying myself on the couch, consuming anything the TV would throw my way. My mom had left to run some errands, so I was alone in the house. Normally I would have abused this freedom by raiding some ice cream out of the freezer. I was too tired though and still felt slightly nauseous.

That might explain why I didn’t change the channel when the brightly colored bears came on. At nine years old, I had far passed the age where Care Bears would have been an okay thing to watch. But tired and still slightly sick, I let it play. I remember the villain was someone called Professor Coldheart. He looked like a cheap Mr. Freeze knockoff, with frozen blue skin, white hair, and a paedo stare. His whole thing was that he hated feelings… because. Honestly, he reminds me now of one of those stupid Captain Planet villains. Why did they pollute the environment? Because if they didn’t there wouldn’t be a villain to fight, duh! Maybe I’m expecting too much out of a show aimed at toddlers though.

There was a lot of back and forth about feelings with the fuzzy little mascots going on and on about joy and caring. And, sick or not, I was getting up to change the channel because I was going to be sick if I had to hear to the word caring one more time. And then Professor Coldheart pulled out a large black book. “But they have promised me, if I call them, they will end all feelings!” Coldheart exclaimed opening the book.

The little bears all seem confused. All except Grumpy Bear. “Care Bears, don’t let him read from that book!” he exclaimed. “Tender Heart, call for the stare!”

A little reddish brown bear with a heart on his tummy nodded. “Care Bears, line up!” he called. But even as he did, Coldheart began to chant. I sat on the floor and watched, wide-eyed. I couldn’t understand a word he was saying. No, that’s a lie. Or rather, it’s not entirely true. He wasn’t speaking English. He wasn’t speaking any language I’ve ever heard. But my mind was forming pictures. And they weren’t happy. They involved large black masses that ate the stars and writhing and squirming things long enough to wrap around the world.

Tender Heart faltered, with a hand to his head, and the other bears quickly followed suit. “They lie in wait for the stars,” I heard Tender Heart mutter.

A cavernous portal opened behind Coldheart, and he giggled, a giggle full of madness and no glee. Grumpy Bear stood up and stared at it in horror. Shadowy things that flickered on the edge of vision began to appear on the screen, coming from the opening. Looking back, it was some fantastic animation, I haven’t seen its like since. The shadowy things were reaching forward for the bears. Grumpy Bear’s tummy glowed and he summoned forth several thunder clouds. He used them to set up a protective barrier for the bears, lightning arcing from them and sizzling the shadowy things as they closed in.

It wasn’t going to be enough though, and although I would’ve been ashamed to admit, my little nine year old self was kind of scared. The shadowy things bore a very strange resemblance the things flicking through my own head now. Grumpy Bear looked from Coldheart, to the Bears, and then, I swear to God, straight at me. I mean, I know he was just animated to be looking at the “camera”, but it felt like he could see me, and whoever else was watching, feel our fear. He nodded. “I have to break the connection,” he said, turning back to Coldheart. He closed his eyes and concentrated, tummy lighting up brighter than I had ever seen.

A gigantic thunder cloud appeared above them, filling the entire building. Coldheart looked up at it in awe. Then, a gigantic lightning strike fell from the cloud. At first I thought it was going to strike Coldheart. Instead, it fell at his feet. He screeched and jumped backwards, losing his balance. And when he did, he fell backwards, into the portal behind him, still holding the black book. There was a mighty clap of thunder and the screen turned white. For a moment I wondered if we’d had a power surge that hurt the TV. After a few moments it cleared though. Grumpy Bear was going to each bear now, picking them off the floor, patting them on the back, saying a few encouraging words.

“I can’t live with it,” a green bear with a clover on his belly said. “I saw things, so many things.”

“Don’t worry, Good Luck,” Grumpy said, patting the bear’s back. “You won’t have to. None of you will.”

Then it rolled to credits. I crawled back over to the couch and hauled myself back up. I was slightly disappointed. I wanted to know what Grumpy meant.

But, I pushed it from my mind. It was just a Care Bears episode after all. I remember the first movie came out slightly afterwards, serving as a sort of reboot to the franchise. No more Coldheart and a whole bunch of different pastel colored animals to play with along with bears. I never saw the episode again and never bothered seeking it out.

13 years later found me in an English Literature class at an out of state college. It was one of those classes where everyone from freshmen to seniors could be found in it. I was in my senior year and had just needed a random class to fill out my general education block. For some reason, at the end of class, a bunch of us got to talking about shows we used to watch when we were little. The subject eventually turned to the Care Bears.

“Y’know, I saw the strangest episode when I was nine,” I said. I quickly outlined the dramatics with Coldheart and the book. Everyone stared at me like I had gone off my gourd. “Are you sure you just didn’t hallucinate it?” a guy to my right we called the Patster said.

“Wait, he’s right!” a blonde freshman named Cally exclaimed. “But it wasn’t Coldheart, it was No Heart.”

“Who the heck is No Heart?” I asked, turning to her.

“He’s the main villain from the Nelvana series, the one that came after the DiC episodes. He had a black book like you said. And all the bears seemed confused except Grumpy. He was flipping out. And No Heart called all his shadowy monster things the Young Ones.” She laughed. “I don’t know how it ended. It actually scared me enough I changed the channel.” She shook her head. “It was Care Bears, though, so how bad could it have been?” She became thoughtful for a second. “It was near the end of the Nelvana run though. Might have even been the last episode.”

“Yeah, I vote both of you are nuttier than the nuthouse,” Patster said, and the group laughed in agreement.

The conversation piqued my curiosity though. The school had some computers that were free for students to use that ran at the blazing fast dial-up speed of 56 kbps This was back in 1998, so the Internet was not the insta-answer place it is now. Hell, Google was still called Google Beta and I viewed it with suspicion because it was new. I ended up using Yahoo. And let me tell you, it’s not much better now than it was then. A couple hours of searching left me with no clues. I could find no mention of either Cally’s episode or mine anywhere.

I let it lie there. There have been a couple series since then. Bears have come and gone, but Grumpy has always been there from what little I’ve seen, largely unchanged. Sometimes I wonder if there are others out there who saw strange episodes as each series finished out. Deep down – I don’t really want to know. I think if I did know I’d have to accept some facts I really don’t want to.

Snapping out of my revere, I got ready to leave the toy aisle. I turned back one last time to look at the Bears. And then, almost on impulse, I reached down and picked up the Grumpy Bear. Perhaps I owed him that much. And perhaps there were worse things that could snuggle next to my niece as she slept.

Written by Star Kindler


I had heard of many stories and rumors that there was a secret hidden story behind the Willy Wonka story but I had never really believed them. I thought of them as nothing more than mere jokes and/or fanfiction. You know, how people like to take things that are normally thought to be happy and whimsical like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and label Wonka as a pedophile or some shit like that. I never took anything like that seriously and just thought them to be things people with active, albeit creative, minds have come up with.

To me, the Wonka story was nothing more than a happy and innocent story made for children to enjoy. At least, that was what I thought until the day I decided I would actually find a way to find out for myself. I decided to mail someone who was once acquainted with Dahl (I was told not to give anything about this person away) just to see if any of this was true.

Considering nearly everyone had said something about this story obviously having some sort of subtext about it, I thought I would check to be sure. I was told in the mail, and I quote, "You seem interested in this subject. Many people prefer to speculate, but you are the first one who seemed genuinely curious. Seeing as you want to know as much as you do, I will send you a tape in the mail. Check it within a week." It was a couple days or so later when the tape finally arrived.

It had the words "The True Story of Willy Wonka" written on it in black marker. The only other words on it were it a copyright dated 1963 (a year before the book had come out). At first, I thought this was strange, considering VHS tapes were not around back then. Then it occurred to me that it was possible it had been on film and put on tape later. So I stuck the tape in and played it (after rewinding to make sure).

It started out a bit odd. For one thing, it immediately went in to the title (taken directly from the first edition book cover) with no fade; it just sort of popped in, causing me to jump. What also made me jump was what came after that; the delayed yet abrupt appearance of the music, which was loud and sounded like some fast, angry jazz music. Anyway, it went on to the credits and showed names I had never seen before. The only names I was able to recognize were Dahl's, Patricia Neal's, and some guy named John Black. It kept looping back to the name of the Animation Checker about 15 times.

I genuinely thought there was something wrong with the tape. Right as I went to take it out, it popped immediately in to the outside of the house of the Buckets with the camera zooming in. The art style was really weird; it was black and white and had an odd misty/cloudy look about it; cross-hatched. There was a deep male voice that seemed most likely to be the narrator, but his voice was in horrible quality; it was muffled and at such low volume that I could barely make out a word he was saying.

It cut inside the Buckets' house and the misty/cloudy look was even weirder here; the people moved all wavery-like and wouldn't stop moving, much like those old Zelda CD-i games, but the shading was cross-hatched, which meant there was a lot of extra movement. Sometimes it was hard to make out what was going on. The characters behaved oddly. It seemed Charlie was either gay or highly effeminate as he spoke with a girly voice and spoke of his love for dolls and princesses. And it seemed everyone feared Grandpa Joe; we find out later that he was involved in World War I and it is never explained how, but it seems clear he was responsible for ending it. Charlie's parents also displayed odd behavior; the dad seemed depressed and the mom seemed paranoid and suffered from some major form of obsessive-compulsive disorder. The other grandparents never spoke at all.

From here on it is not too different from the book except for the characters and the fact that Charlie sings songs about his dress he wishes to wear. The story about Wonka is also slightly different: Apparently, he is a Grinch and happened to appear out of nowhere suddenly owning an impressive factory that no one saw built. Seems here no one worked in his factory nor did it ever have any problems causing it to shut down. But when Charlie finds the ticket it happens halfway through the finding.

Also, we don't see any of the other kids giving their interviews as they win. And the message on the ticket found in the book (or any other film adaptation) is absent. In fact, the ticket is blank. No mention of it being gold, but it's black and white so it is hard to tell anyway.

So anyway, the big day came and everyone is waiting at the gate. It's very similar to the book version except there are six kids and Charlie is wearing his dress and the lines spoken by the people are slightly changed from the book halfway through; there are talks of Wonka being a Grinch, how his factory got there and how they got made, and there is a story about Prince Pondicherry's death, having died drowning in Wonka's chocolate palace. They talk about more stuff, but then it seems the wind picks up, drowning them out, though nothing is ever seen blowing; there's just a sound effect of a howling wind.

Then there are bells that chime for when it is time for the gates to open, just like the book. Surprisingly, I can hear it over the loud howling wind, but it hits me that the chimes are not church bells like the book describes; they're funeral bells. Very weird. But this is not the weirdest part.

The weirdest part is Wonka himself. When the doors swing open, you can see a dark shadowy figure stand at the doorway, and then Wonka comes out of the factory hopping and prancing. He certainly does not appear human, though it is somewhat hard to tell due to the style of cross-hatching and the lack of color. Again, this isn't the weirdest part. The weirdest part is his eyes; he had a reptilian stare that quite literally sent chills down my spine. His hair kept moving, not because of the constant motion and cross-hatching, it just moved like he was underwater.

The wind was even louder now as he pranced and hopped down towards the gate. Once he arrived, he spoke. Strangely, I could hear his voice loud and clear even though the cheering and talking from the audience was barely audible. His voice was high, like explained in the book, but not the kind of high voice I expected. He sounded like Michael Jackson speaking seductively. As normal, the kids had to show him their tickets, which he stuck down his pants, then they walked inside.

It wasn't that different from the book from here on except for when they started down the hallways, which looked like demented Tim Burton-style artwork. They kept getting more narrow and kept sloping down more and more the further they went. They also seemed to twist more as they entered each new hallway. The weird part is that there is no dialogue here except a line from Verruca about needing to use the loo, which her father tells her probably won't happen until the end of the tour.

There is also a slow rising of the howling winds from earlier. I found it strange that such a thing would appear inside the factory. They entered an even more twisted and looped-looking hallway with funeral bells chiming once again. The odd thing is that the art style once they entered this room had changed completely; while still remaining cross-hatched and wavery animated, it now fully looked like something Tim Burton might draw. The narrator from earlier also returned, but he was somewhat clearer. I could tell it was the same voice clip from earlier as I recognized a few of the same inflections. Oddly, he didn't seem to have been talking about the Buckets like I would have expected for the intro.

I still found him hard to make out, but I managed to catch a few words such as Grinch, Wonka, and he went on to something about the Oompa Loompas. At this point, I had goosebumps. I actually did not want to know what he was trying to say here, but I was still very curious. Then everything got interrupted by a long message found on a black screen with white text. The writing was in another language; it looked like an odd mixture between Greek and Korean, but somehow managed to look like Blackadder ITC font. There was no sound at all here; everything was in total silence, though the howling winds show up abruptly a couple minutes in. I expected it to return to the show here, but it went on a few more minutes before it returned back to the show.

They continued to walk through the twisted halls, this one looking particularly messy with shadowy figures of Wonka and the gang walking through. It changed to a side view, and everyone was still black and shadowy, and Wonka was still hopping down until an abrupt change as the funeral bells sounded again, then he was walking slowly. The way he was walking reminded me very much of the Undertaker from WWF, specifically in his Ministry of Darkness days. Other than the obvious, what was also freaky about it was the fact that it happened abruptly with no transitional frames. There was, again, no dialogue aside from one of the kids (I assume a girl) saying, "I don't like this, Daddy!".

Suddenly, they walk through into the chocolate room, no door or entrance, they just walk in. All sound is gone, and each one that actually shows up is distant and echo-ey. When they get here it starts to get really strange.

The room looks eerily identical to the one in the 2005 Tim Burton film adaptation and is not cross-hatched but in what looks like a black and white painting style. The chocolate river...This is one of the more unsettling moments because the river looks like real blood (the only colored element in the entire film). Not blood done in realistic style, but as though someone actually dipped a brush in to a cup of blood and ran a brush across those parts.

What made it more unsettling is that its textures would change slightly with each frame. Quite unsettling, because how were they able to get so much blood to make up each, possibly, seven-hundred-thousand or more pieces of paper? But that isn't the weirdest part, it gets worse: The room doesn't seem to function like normal as Wonka is not introducing anyone to the room nor showing them around. He suddenly starts speaking about the Oompa Loompas, a group of black pygmies he had smuggled from Africa. "Illegally," he adds. They are then shown, but the unsettling part is the fact that, unlike in the book where they are happy, cheerful, and always singing and laughing, they look miserable, and each time they look at Wonka, they look terrified, they give him a look that basically says:

"Please don't kill me!"

I actually heard one say that, though I couldn't quite tell if he said "kill" as he was far away and was sobbing. It had more of the sound of "ack" rather than "kill". The camera from this point stayed at a bird's eye view. Wonka then yelled angrily at the Oompa Loompas with a ridiculously loud voice. It was loud, high-pitched, and screechy. I couldn't even understand him; he could have been speaking in another language for all I know.

Then he turned back to his guests and said something about them that sounded so shockingly and despicably racist. But then it continued to get worse. By the end, what he had ended up saying about them was just plain abysmal, as well as slightly terrifying. I won't even repeat it. It was so bad that even a white supremest would be offended by it. Now I am also not that super-sensitive, politically correct type that thinks blacks can do no wrong (not racist either), but even I was distraught about what he had said. The Salts were revealed to be racists (not surprisingly), but even they were offended.

Anyway, the old Viking boat arrived, but it had some odd reptilian designs about it. The gang got in and I heard Verruca say, "Daddy, I want lots of things, but I do not want a dreadful boat like this!" But that was all I could hear. The gang did talk, but their voices were drowned out by a group of crying Oopma Loompas and the overly loud sailing of the boat in the chocolate (blood?) river.

They ended up going through a dark tunnel and it was very close to the one in the film with Gene Wilder. You know, that psychedelic tunnel ride? But I could barely make out what any of them were as the style made everything look so convoluted. Verruca commented about her underpants being drenched in pee. The sixth child was another girl who spoke some of Violet's lines from the film ("What is this, a freak out?"). I was absolutely baffled as to who this was, though. I also noticed Augustus was gone, though I assumed he fell in to the chocolate river.

Anyway, Wonka sang his rowing song, like in the film, though he sang it closer to how Marilyn Manson sang it but with extra vibrato. The fast, angry jazz music from the intro shows up once again. It seems odd and out of place. I kept seeing the letters J.B. pop up in the background (John Black?). And then the images become clear.

The background images show Oompa Loompas crying and some are singing something in some kind of African language. Then Wonka's song starts turning in to some kind of bizarre language; it sounded like some kind of Yiddish chant, until halfway through where it starts to have a slight hint of German in it. His eyes get bigger, his mouth grows larger, and his teeth make a sudden change to being sharp and snake-like. Then it pauses right on his face for a few minutes and the funeral bells return. The narrator from the beginning shows up again, but halfway through rather than starting out from the beginning.

His voice is now very clear. He mentions the Oompa Loompas being illegally smuggled from a deep dark forest in Africa, and what peaceful lives they lived, but there was shocking mention of horrid things Mr. Wonka did to smuggle them. Again, I will not repeat them. He is about to speak about what happened to them and how the factory got there, but it immediately skips to a room where I can barely make out anything going on. Had no one said anything about it I would have never guessed it was the inventing room.

From here on it just keeps skipping to different rooms, a child disappearing each time. Here, however, it seems no one knows how they disappear.

The sixth child, I still don't know who she is, but I think I heard someone refer to her as "Miranda", unless that was the name of one of the parents (who are mostly unnamed in the book), but I am pretty sure they were referring to this mysterious sixth character. At least she spoke when the name was said, but there were funeral bells here so it was hard to hear if she responded to them. Anyway, the last room they appear in features Wonka making sick powder.

This sixth girl does not seem very pleased about it. Wonka gets extremely angry about this and shouts angrily right in her face. Once again, loud, screechy, and unintelligible. The fact that it was not distant made it even worse. It sounded so loud it even echoed through the room. Then the girl runs inside the door to where it's being made. Then it cuts to Wonka's face slowly zooming in closer and closer. He has a huge rape-ish grin about him.

Very spooky. I hated to keep looking, but I had to see what was to come so I reluctantly did so. Some weird noises that resemble one of those creepy background sounds (music?) you hear on something like the history channel (maybe you know what I am talking about) are heard, but they are kind of muted and muffled-sounding.

Wonka's face, once it zooms closer, starts to show some disturbing texture that looks kind of reptilian. It appears his eyes are slowly getting wider, his pupils slowly morph in to slits, and his teeth, once again, become sharp and snake-like. Then everything goes silent as the black screen with white text appears once again, looking, as last time, half Greek and half Korean.

Then Wonka began to chant something in what sounded like Yiddish. It was clearly a different chant than last time. Then it showed hints of German in it, albeit more so than last time. The text then flickered to an English translation, but it happened way too fast, too fast for me to stop it and read it. Then it went back to where it was and it was a still picture of the group standing around the room with nothing but funeral bells being heard. It lasted a few minutes, then it started to go in motion again once the funeral bells sounded. I then heard someone shout "Miranda!" So this is her name.

Anyway, these two ran off into the room as Wonka stared down at Charlie. Honestly, I had practically forgotten he was here because he was barely shown throughout the whole thing. In fact, Veruca and this mysterious Miranda Girl were shown the most. I almost felt like Mike and Violet were not even in this one considering their names were never spoken. I had also forgotten that he was in a dress. I probably thought it was Violet or something.

I heard him speak again and remembered he was gay/highly effeminate. Wonka went on telling him he won, but instead of taking him directly through the great glass elevator or whatever, he told him to wait a minute. He then hopped off into another room. He found every one of the other kids in here except for Miranda. He said something that I did not quite understand. It was English, but it had a rather convoluted meaning. The children lying down on the floor could be heard crying and moaning, similar to the Oompa Loompas. The parents could not be seen anywhere.

He then turned on the radio and slowly began to strip. The one thing that gave me goosebumps was what was playing on the radio. Melodically, it reminded me a lot of one of those songs you would hear in an old Mario game when you fight Bowser, despite it being in that typical style you often heard during the early '60s such as The Beatles and The Monkeys, but it was one singer only.

It also sounded as though the keyboardist did not know exactly how to play it right. But that wasn't the weirdest part, the weirdest part is this: Now it sounded distorted and like an old radio, like it was from the '60s, and it was more in the background so it was a little hard to hear. Also because it wasn't super loud.

Anyway, I couldn't pick out the exact lyrics, but I did hear him mention some freaky shit that would happen to a bunch of different people by 2014. It was like a bunch of random names being spurted out, but he obviously seemed to know who they were. What they were going to have happen to them is too horrible to mention. I don't even remember half of them. It took a second for me to sink back in to the video as my mind drifted away, absolutely stunned by the music. When I did, I saw Wonka take off his shirt and throw it off and then finally slowly drop down to the ground.

After that the credits rolled. All sound was gone from here. Appearing again were the odd names from the intro. I kept it rolling to see if anything came on after this, only to find a message placed at the end that seemed to have been put in later as the look, quality, and style of it had an early '90s feel to it.

It read: "Don't Let Felicity Know". Then the tape stopped.

I did not know who Felicity was until I looked it up and found out that was the name of Dahl's second wife.

As you may guess, I was quite shocked by what I had seen, but also relatively confused about what any of this was. I went and asked the person who had sent me this tape, who told me:

"Obviously, this was how Dahl had originally written the book. He always made films of these books before he wrote them so he could keep track of every idea he had and also check and see if the lines these characters spoke worked outside of just being read. What happened from there and how it ended up the way it was I really do not know. I did not know him long enough. But I started to question the man after I got a hold of this tape."

I then asked if this person wanted the tape, but they refused and seemed glad enough to get rid of it, though they did not want it to be gone forever; they still wanted the proof and information to stick around. Ever since I saw this tape, I have been looking around to see if I could get any information on it anywhere, and so far, I cannot seem to find anything.


In 2004, one of the greatest cartoons ever created, Ren and Stimpy, was canceled due to the inability of the writers to cope with the shows creator, John Kricfalusi. Many former employees of Mr. Kricfalusi admitted that he was very difficult to work with, and often asked for more than what the employees could put out. Soon, Kricfalusi was completely out of writers.

In January, 2004, he was sent a notice from Nickelodeon Studios, stating that they were going to have to cancel the program unless more episodes were produced, and soon. Kricfalusi began the animation on a final episode of the cartoon from his home. During the process, he did not answer any calls from former employees or network executives until production was complete. In February of 2004, a copy of the episode was brought to Nickelodeon studios, and was proofed by his very good friend, who shall not be named.

Several Nickelodeon employees stated that Mr. Kricfalusi was beaming with excitement on that day, while his good friend had a look of shame and skepticism on his face as he handed the tape over to them. The next day, the tape was aired at 1:45 P.M. Kricfalusi stated that he only wanted a few kids to see the episode, as most would be at school. What followed was the final Nickelodeon airing of a new Ren and Stimpy episode.

The theme song began with a few oddities. There was a 10 second period of blackness and silence before the song started up. It was as lively as usual, with the colors looking more dull than before. The song ended and the show card appeared, with only Ren appearing on it. The title read ‘The Ren and Stimpy Show’, but Stimpy was nowhere to be seen.

The episode’s title card then appeared, reading "My Poor Stimpy" with a drawing of Stimpy surrounded by darkness, facing away from the camera. The credits all read "ME", instead of the name of the writer or animator. The episode began outside of their trailer park home, focusing in on a mailbox.

The colors were much darker than usual. Ren burst through the door and ran to the mailbox, pulling out a large package. His eyes bulged out of his head with excitement as he comically sniffed the box all over, and he began to shout with joy. The strange part was that there was no audio for Ren’s dialogue, but there was music. He ran inside and slammed the door.

He tore through the package and removed an autographed vinyl record, the autograph being too illegible to read. He placed the record in a display case over the mantle. Stimpy now came into frame, looking bruised, but still as dopey and happy as usual. He said to Ren, “Gee Ren, that's one fancy record!” Ren turned around and yelled at Stimpy, again muted. His eyes were vicious looking, and his hands trembled in rage. He pushed Stimpy into the wall and punched him in the stomach, more brutally than usual. He whispered something into Stimpy’s ear, then pushed him to the ground, and walked to his bedroom. Stimpy peered up at the record, looking forlorn, and began to weep. The scene ended on Stimpy crying, as the screen faded to black.

The next scene began with Ren sitting at the table reading a newspaper. Stimpy is playing with a baseball outside. The ball is seen crashing through the window and barely missing the record. He very carefully retrieves the ball, not wanting to upset Ren. As Stimpy climbs down from the mantle, he slips, and pulls the record down with him. Ren then enters the room with a stolid face. There is no music at this point, no sound at all actually, except for a low pitch humming. Ren looks at Stimpy, then at the record. This is where the episode becomes too strange to ignore. Ren’s eyes were extremely small, and sunken in his head. His lips quivered with frustration. He began to make strange choking and hacking throat noises, his first sounds of the episode. Stimpy begins to cower, looking truly fearful. This was definitely not the same comical anger that Ren displays in other episodes, it was just plain morbid. The screen slowly zoomed into his face, as the humming grew louder. After roughly 45 seconds of this strange display, the screen fades to black again.

The final scene began. Ren was sitting in his chair, only illuminated by the light of the television. The TV was tuned to the Muddy Mudskipper Show. The camera again panned to Ren’s face. He looked sleep deprived, and had a sullen look in his eyes. As the camera stayed glued to his face, another strange sound began to rise. This time, it was a low, very unsettling rumbling noise. After 30 seconds, Ren finally blinked, and spoke his first line of the episode. He said in a low tone, "This was his favorite show..." The camera panned to the right and revealed a large black lump behind Ren’s chair.

The camera again slowly zoomed into the big black lump. After a good full minute, color illuminated the shapeless blob. Stimpy’s body was lying on its side, surrounded by shards of broken glass and smashed record pieces. His fur was mangled and dirty, while his hand was laid over his ear. He was faced away from the camera, with something written on his back. The image was drawn in a realistic way that Kricfalusi tended to animate certain scenes. Ren began the weep uncontrollably in his chair. The TV shuts off, leaving only the sound of Ren’s sobs for several minutes, before the episode ends, fading to black.

The episode was pulled from the air immediately, and the show was discontinued. Kricfalusi said that My Poor Stimpy was just an animation project, and was not the episode that he intended to show. ‘Ren & Stimpy’s Adult Party Cartoon’ soon aired on Spike TV.


I'm not sure how many of you have ever watched Postman Pat, but I can tell you that I used to be quite a fan of the show when I was little. Growing older, I soon moved on to more exciting things. But try as I might, I still had a soft spot for the show, even in my adult years.

Postman Pat doesn't really air often (if at all) these days where I am, so what little remains of the series is now on websites such as YouTube.

One day I was browsing through YouTube and decided to take a look at some of these Postman Pat episodes - if only for the nostalgia value.

To my surprise one of the Featured Videos was "Return To Sender" - showing a bad quality, black and white image of Postman Pat and Jess the cat.

"Cool, a Postman Pat 'Lost Episode' tape," I thought to myself, knowing about the craze and deciding to check it out. I knew real well that these were hoaxes and not too many creeped me out. Nevertheless, I looked forward to seeing what some demented soul had done to my Postman Pat.

To my surprise, when I clicked the video I noticed an abnormally long timer; 12 hours to be precise. This was pretty unusual but not totally unheard of for more TV shows. For a "Lost Episode" hoax tape, however, such a long timer was almost unheard of.

There was no way I was going to sit through the entire 12 hours, I decided to watch as much as I could before I moved on.

The video began with a bad quality black and white intro to the show, the cheerful music playing in reverse. Other than that, the intro remained the same and soon cut to the beginning of the "episode".

The video showed Pat standing outside a house with Jess sitting in a basket nearby, the bad quality still apparent; Pat held a parcel in his hand and there was nothing but silence for a good few minutes as Pat stared lifelessly at the parcel.

Quickly growing bored of this I clicked on another video, which played as normal and I began to dismiss "Return To Sender" as a really bad trolling attempt by some bored idiot (having seen a few in my time).

Then things started to get weird, the video I was watching suddenly broke into static and changed to a picture of Pat staring at the parcel in silence - the timer once again changing to 12 hours.

I was absolutely awe-struck. This was impossible - not even a virus could explain something like that. I quickly closed the window entirely, not wishing to continue any further.

However, the window soon popped back up and I found my mouse unable to work. Even using my keyboard did nothing as the screen showed Pat staring at the parcel again, the 12 hour timer still counting down.

I tried to switch my laptop manually off at this point but the button just wouldn't work. It was then that the image finally started to change as the video zoomed in on the parcel. The quality was still really bad but I could see a label on the parcel stamped "Return To Sender".

The video just remained focused on that parcel as I heard the sound of weeping, growing louder and louder. The parcel dropped to the ground in slow motion as the sound of a cat hissing then crying in pain was heard in the background.

The video kept focusing on the parcel laying on the ground as images began to flash on and off the screen: pictures of mutilated cats, real and in color, each image only staying on screen for a few seconds before disappearing.

After a while this stopped and the video switched back to Pat, who was standing in place staring at the parcel - which had somehow appeared back in his hand. I noticed the basket and Jess were now missing from the scene entirely.

Pat opened the parcel and broke down on the spot, falling to his knees as he covered his face and wept horribly, the parcel falling once again to the ground. A small fuzzy paw poked out from inside, lifeless.

The video ended at that point, turning to black. The 12 hour timer still going as my laptop finally switched itself off.

To this day I'm not sure what happened or what the video was about. In truth, I don't really think I want to anyway. If you should see such a video on YouTube or any other site I'd advise you to just let it be; it's not worth it. You know what they say, right?

Curiosity killed the cat.


The Academy Award winning Film Frozen, from Disney Animation studios, that premiered in Theaters in 2013 is not what you may believe it to be.

Frozen centers around a fantastical story of princesses, princes, animals, and a love both lost and found. These are all common themes of Disney Movie Magic. As is a common theme with classic Disney film, there are many different rumors and theories that follow the film around. A personal favorite of mine is towards the beginning of the film, Anna, the princess whom the film centers around, is killed by Elsa’s Ice abilities. The Trolls resurrect her, but as a decaying undead creature; thus leading the song “Do You Want to Build a Snowman” to be far more malicious. Anna asks to be let into the room with Elsa, begging and pleading for years; she even resorts to killing their parents knowing Elsa can only sit in her room, listen, and cry.

This is one of my favorite theories; however, it loses it’s validity. The movie continues on. Elsa and Anna meet again during Elsa’s Coronation. Anna continues on her journey to save the town of Arendelle. I have come to a new conclusion; It may not include zombies and hidden conspiracies, but it is the truth.

The previous theory was close with its assumptions, but Anna never died at the beginning of the film when her and here sister were playing. Elsa never even had the magic powers that the movie would lead us to believe.

Anna came to Elsa in the middle of the night and asked for her to play in the snow. Like little girls do, they break the rules and go outside together. Unfortunately, Anna falls unconscious when climbing one of the dunes of snow outside their home in beautiful frozen Arrendelle. Anna’s mind piecing together what makes sense for her as a small child, saw her parents take her to trolls instead of a hospital. The Doctor told her parents to keep Anna’s condition a secret from her and let her enjoy her life as it is and without worry; in truth however, The Doctor had explained to her parents that Anna had a brain tumor. Given the current time period, there is little that could be done, and so their only option was to wait until the inevitable would take place.

Anna would never know, but Elsa, the older sister understood and blamed herself for the tumor’s discovery. As Anna grew older and the movie progresses. Elsa distances herself form her sister in fear that anything she could do could only make things worse.

That is until she is forced to come out of her room her her coronation as Queen of Arendelle. During the ceremony, Elsa is constantly telling herself to conceal and not feel the guilt she has when seeing her sister. The tumor finally began to put pressure on Anna brain, warping her perceptions of reality. These warped perceptions cause her to fall in love with a man she meets moments before seeing the magic that we as an audience are able to see.

Realizing her sisters condition is becoming worse, Elsa flees the kingdom; she is unable to cope with the reality before her.

At this point the snow begins to fall freezing Arendelle in Anna’s mind, but in reality the snow is simply a fuzz that begins to cloud Anna’s mind. Anna sets out after her sister, while Hans stays to guard the Kingdom. Hans, in and act of love and sympathy for his new fiancé, agrees and begins to care for the people in the absence of their government figures.

Anna, in search of her sister, comes across Kristof. Seeing the girl’s poor condition, he aids her in her search. They discover Elsa hiding atop a mountain, away from everyone. Unfortunately, the exertion and the tumor combine causing Anna to collapse into a coma before her sister.

For the rest of the film, we view Anna’s dreams while in her coma; filled in what she believes to be the next logical steps to her delusions. All the while her snow storm growths thicker and thicker. Finally, as a form of understanding she starts to see her condition as a magical one that consumes her heart. Anna’s body feeds signals into her coma induced mind forcing her to feel colder as the end becomes closer.

Outside of her coma, Kristof helps Elsa and Anna back to the kingdom. Elsa relieves Hans of his responsibilities, but leaves him grief stricken and heart broken at the state of his fiancé. Unfortunately, however, Anna would never know it. The three, now brought together as as friends are forced to watch on as Anna slowly passes away.

In the end, Anna sees herself turn to solid ice, clearing the snow storm and giving her a moments clarity. She sees her sister in tears. Hans in awe and Kristof still running to her side to aid her. Just as they are by her bed side. Unfortunately, she is freed form her perceived to be ice like form and sees the sun rise. This symbolizes what we have come to call a light at the end of the tunnel or what is scientifically know as electrical pulses behind her closed eyes, signifying brain death.

This is not entirely as depressing as you would think. A good part to this story is that she still see her happy ending and gets everything she asked for. That is still what we always want out of a Disney movie.

Even if the reality that Anna left behind is now filled with grief and the constant question: “What now?”



Remember Rugrats, that show on Nickelodeon? What you probably don't know is that the creator of the show, Gabor Csupo, originally planned a late night version of Rugrats called "Rugrascals", to be played at night, with more adult humor.

Because every major channel thought the pilot was too disturbing, they refused to air the show, and as a result no-one has really heard about it. However, one station in Wellington New Zealand mistakenly played it in the morning, thinking it was a regular Rugrats episode. The pilot and only episode of the show that was seen was called "Chuckies Mom". The intro played like normal, but at the end when Tommy shoots the milk at the screen, the sound effect is much louder, and the milk simply stays there for about 10 seconds, then the name of the episode appears. The episode played out like normal, with the babies playing in the playpen. They are all talking about their Moms, when Chuckie has a flashback.

It had Chuckie in hospital standing next to his mother in bed, who was dying from an unknown illness. She was singing "You are my Sunshine, My only sunshine" to Chuckie in a very weak voice, as if she was about to die, but when she sang the second verse the song started playing in reverse. A shot of Chuckie appeared with him looking at a chicken whose head had just been cuts off to show the audience the severity of the situation. It suddenly changed back to his mother petting Chuckie’s hair the scene zooms in slowly to her hand as it slowly drops down to the bed side.

Chuckie starts whimpering quietly as his mother says with an almost silent voice "Don't worry Chuckie; it's time for me to move on." A flurry of random live action clips were shown, said to represent death. One showing the decapitated chicken from earlier running around blood gushing from its neck. Another was a man being mutilated. Then a real life child that looks just like Chuckie is shown laughing with audible sound and looking like he is on top of them world then frame by frame depicting this child’s stomach being cut open his guts ripped out, you could see and hear the immense pain the child was feeling. The screaming, the horrifying screaming.

A shot of Chuckie's mom appears again, this time her eyes closed the heart monitor flat lining his father saying "Don't you remember where it all started?" The episode then cuts to live action footage of childbirth sonograms. About after 1 minute of these sonograms, you hear Chuckie’s father say "I’m so sorry” he starts crying and crying for 3 minutes straight with no stop the camera slowly panning out. At this time, you see Chuckie come out of the flashback, having a seizure.

Tommy, Phil and Lil are crying, and an ambulance worker calms him down, saying "Chuckie? Chuckie? Can you hear me?" in a stern voice. Eventually after coughing up blood and vomiting, Chuckie comes to his senses. We then see a point of view shot of Chuckie, seeing Tommy, Phil, Lil and the ambulance worker. His face has a confused look on it and he asks Tommy what happened. Tommy starts talking in his mothers weak voice and Chuckie starts going in a seizure. The screen cuts to black. Next you see the ambulance worker talking to Chuckie’s dad. The man tells him Chuckie has the same illness as his mother did and has roughly one year to live. You see the flashback come back of Chuckie’s dad crying and crying as the screen fades to black again.

After this, the regular credits played. Then suddenly it started the fifteen minute show all over again. Surprisingly, although the episode was watched by many children, only one adult who was watching (me) has spoken about it until now. It was unfortunate to find out that children suicide rates went through the roof in New Zealand that year.


Remember those old Spongebob episodes which some of us used to watch in 1999 from season one? Well, recently a secret episode has been discovered from that time period.

The other day, I was searching through my computer when I came across a Notepad document deep within System 32. Having no idea how it got there, I scanned it for viruses. It had one Trojan in it. I deleted it and opened it up. All that was printed was one website link, followed by the following gibberish: "Akladsjaoao4|f" Having not a single clue what it meant, I continued by putting the site link (which I won't tell you in case anyone out there if fucking stupid enough to try it) into my web browser. It took me to a site, where there was a black background and a huge button. It had the same text on it that was in the Notepad document. I clicked it, and it brought up a download link. The file wanted to be downloaded was called "spongecry.avi". As crazy as I am, I went ahead and downloaded it. Big mistake. The second the download finished (which was 4.6 megabytes) my computer made the weirdest sound ever, and turned off. As I tried to reboot it, nothing happened. The file must have destroyed my computer. As upset as I was, I realized I was on my old PC. I hopped over on my Mac and redownloaded it. This time, there was no problem. What was downloaded was the single .avi file. I played it.

The movie clip was six minutes and four seconds long. It started out as any Spongebob episode would, except the color was distorted, and when he got to playing the flute with his nose, it immediately went to the title screen. All that was on the title screen was the following words: "Spongebob Cry", only there wasn't any jaunty music like there usually was. It lasted about two and a half seconds. It didn't show who the writers and directors were; I just assumed that whoever put it online had edited it for time or something. The episode started out inside Spongebob's house. It showed Spongebob sitting in his red chair. The strange thing was, all of the other furniture was gone. Spongebob was crying. Very hard. But, it didn't sound anything like it does when Spongebob normally cries. It sounded like a real, human cry. But it was still different. It sounded so real and intense. Spongebob was absolutely bawling. He was ripping chunks out of the chair. Then, the camera zoomed really close in on his face, but it is the kind of zoom as if it was being video taped by a real person. Then, the camera zoomed out to show a rotting corpse of Gary laying on the floor in front of him. It was very disturbing.

Gary was absolutely mauled to death. His eyes were laying on the floor, his shell was cracked to reveal a very gross image of the inside of Gary (which looked a whole lot more like what would have really in happened in the episode where Gary loses his shell). The camera was moving around like crazy. Spongebob suddenly got out of his chair and ran. Ran straight forward. Then, the episode stops moving for about one second, then it goes to black for two seconds, then it comes back with Spongebob's face pressed against the camera, with his mouth exploded open and eyes black, and a deafeningly loud scream. I jolt up and turn my volume down. And then, the camera starts moving around like insanity; you can't even tell what is going on. It was worse than anything Pokemon could ever put out. The clip then goes to black for one minute and thirty-eight seconds. It comes back, inside the Krusty Krab, dead silent. All of a sudden, the same face that was pressed against the camera appeared, but this time, the scream was LITERALLY deafeningly loud. But it only lasted for about a fourth of a second. Then, for the rest of the movie, it goes back to Spongebob crying in the chair, but after every ten seconds, Spongebob gets just a little bit more decayed, and the sound gets a little more distorted. By the end, all there is left is static and screaming. Then you can see Spongebob running again in the background of the static.

But for the last four seconds, there is text on the screen that reads "oen timd acshun wil be bdaldly" ("One timed action will be badly"). Exactly that, as if it was written by a preschooler. After the clip finished, my computer shut down.

After seeing this video, I have never been the same. I've been angrier, crueler, and more anxious than ever before. It has haunted my mind all the time. I regret downloading the video in the first place. I wish I could just go back in tiAkladsjaoao4|f.

Credited to TheBurrito






It was a normal Friday night for me. It was January of 2012. The stress from all the tests I had during the week had been lifted, and I just finished my homework, which surprisingly enough, I did not wait until Sunday night to actually complete. I was ready to relax for the weekend. However, what I encountered that night has changed the way I viewed things completely.

It was around midnight, and I knew I was not going to be getting any sleep any time soon, so I popped open a bag of chips and decided to watch TV in my room. For a while I was just watching some shows that didn't really come on until late, like “George Lopez”, “Friends”, etc. Eventually these shows came to an end, but unfortunately my insomnia did not. I was still wide awake with nothing to watch. After surfing through channels on the channel guide for a while I found the show, “The Amazing World of Gumball”. If you're unfamiliar with the show, it is a children's cartoon about a 12-year old blue cat named Gumball that lives with his mother (a blue cat), father (a pink rabbit), little sister (a pink rabbit), and his step-brother, Darwin (an orange goldfish with legs).

It was just like any other weird children's cartoon where all the characters are an animal of some sort. I have only seen a few episodes of this particular show with my younger brother, and the idea of watching it now did not appeal to me. Although I did find it odd that a show like this would come on so late. I shrugged and figured there really is not anything else to watch, so I might as well watch it. I turned to the channel, and to my surprise, the episode had just started. It was supposedly a new episode which added even more to the suspicion of it airing so late. As you will soon realize, this episode was not at all the kind of playful children's show you would imagine.

The normal theme song played and then it cut to the title card which read, “Our Ruined World”. The episode began by panning in on Gumball's house with the sound of Gumball and his step-brother, Darwin, arguing about a paper they had to write for school. When the two bickering brothers actually came into view, it could already be seen that something was not quite right. The animation was very poorly drawn, and the lip syncing would often not match up with what they were saying. In addition, the audio sounded like it had been recorded with a cheap cell phone microphone. I was about to change the channel until I heard the words, “That's the dumbest idea ever! With ideas like that, you'll make our paper go down quicker than the twin towers” emerge from Gumball's mouth. I was shocked by what I had just heard.

“Did they just make a joke about 9/11?” I thought to myself. A joke like that would definitely offend a lot of people in general, let alone making a joke like that in a children's cartoon! Appalled, yet intrigued by this I continued watching.

The next scene cut to Gumball's school, with the crude animation still prevalent. Gumball was walking down the hallway on his way to one of his classes. He walked for an unusually long amount of time. If I had to make a guess, I would say that he was walking down the hallway for about a minute and half. There was absolutely no dialogue, no music, and no sound. Not even the sound of his footsteps. Just him walking for roughly a minute and a half. I'm surprised that I didn't just change the channel after thirty seconds of him walking. When he finally arrived to his classroom there was no one there except for his teacher. The teacher immediately questioned Gumball about his report. Gumball nervously told the teacher that he did not have it finished yet. The teacher said in a disappointed tone, “Gumball, I expected more from you. Penny was able to write an excellent paper about Hurricane Katrina, and Tobias wrote an even better paper about the effects of the Haiti Earthquake. If they could put something that nice together, how come you couldn't?”

Gumball simply apologized and took a seat in the empty classroom. The teacher then began teaching a lesson, as if she were teaching it to a full class. I was obviously confused by this, but didn't really take too much note of it since I was once again shocked that they would mention heavy subjects such as natural disasters. All throughout the episode more things like this happened. More devastating events were mentioned, and each one shocked me just as much. I won't bore you with the details just yet, but the final scene of the show surprised me the most.

The final scene began with Gumball sitting on the couch at his house looking upset. An exhilarated Darwin ran into the room and grabbed the remote. Gumball asked him what he was doing, and Darwin replied with, “I just got the perfect idea for our paper!” He turned on the TV, and what was displayed on the television appeared to be real people walking on the streets of Japan. It took me a minute to notice, but the audio lapsed over it was audio from the news broadcast during the Japan earthquake and tsunami. I found myself almost scared the continue watching. A large wave could be heard approaching in the background, but before we could see it, the show just cut to static. 


Relieved, yet curious I wondered if this was really the end of the show. I sat there for a while just waiting to see if the show would come back on. After about three or four minutes the static came to an end and the next TV show aired. There were no credits to the previous show I had just been watching or anything. It simply just aired the next cartoon. Somewhat unnerved by this I played a video game until I forgot about the episode, and then went to sleep.

Thinking back to this entire event, it really was a traumatizing experience. Ever since it happened I have asked many people if they have ever seen the episode, and none of them have. Everyone I bring it up to just thinks I am lying. I am completely oblivious to how such an episode could have been aired. It is disturbing enough that such events were brought up in a children's cartoon, but there is something even more unnerving about this. 


There was one scene in the episode where Hurricane Sandy was brought up. Keep in mind that I saw this episode in January of 2012. Hurricane Sandy happened in October of 2012, months after I saw this episode. The same can be said for the Sandy Hook incident, and the Boston Bombing. They were both mentioned in this episode, and actually happened later in time. 

But the one thing that really bothers me about this is not the events depicted in the episode that have already happened, but the events depicted that have not happened... Yet.


Warning: this story is graphic!

Ever hear of Thomas the tank engine? If you have been around little kids between the ages of two and around seven or so, I'm sure you have. My son adored Thomas so much so that he could name every single train, knew what color they were and the number they had painted on them.

I was glad when I heard that he was coming to visit me over the summer but I had a ton of work to do so I bought him a Thomas DVD. The cover looked innocent enough, Thomas was smiling and little wooden children were waving their arms out of the windows in his coaches. The DVD was called Thomas and the Children.

He was so excited to see the DVD that right off the bat, he pleaded with me to pop it into the DVD player. I went to work while he watched it. After a few hours, he came into my office, looking as pale as a sheet. "Daddy," His voice seemed weak.
 

"Are you okay?" I said. I touched his head and noticed that his temperature had gone up.

"Why did Thomas kill the children?" My heart sank like a stone but I soon brushed it off.

"I'm sure Thomas didn't kill the children," I reassured him. "Now you need your rest and some medicine." I gently pushed him toward his room. "Come on now."

After putting him to bed. I got curious as to what he had seen. I popped in the DVD and began to watch the episode play. There was no main menu like most DVDs, it just went straight to the episode. It seemed normal enough, Thomas was told to take a group of children to the seaside by the instructions of Sir Topham Hat. I noticed something odd though there was no narrator in this episode.

The episode then showed Thomas picking up the little wooden children and showed every single one of them climb onboard. Then there was a scene with him zooming down the rails like he always did and the children were cheering, "but then there was trouble," as they say in the show. Bertie the bus was stuck on the railway tracks.

This is when the episode got strange. Bertie stared at Thomas in fear but the little blue wooden train just smiled and sped up. What was even more disheartening is that he started laughing. The children were crying and little tears could be seen painted on their faces.

Thomas crashed into Bertie causing pieces of both of them to go flying everywhere. Usuallly by now the narrator would say, "and luckily no one was hurt," but there was no resurrance for kids. The episode then showed the carnage on the inside of the coaches. Wooden limps were broken off, what looked like actual blood had been splattered everywhere, heads had been ripped from the bodies of the wooden dolls and worse yet the children still had tears upon their faces.

Everything went to static. After that I felt myself boiling over with anger. What sicko would create something that messed up for little kids? Then I paused the static. Messages started to appear on the screen. Disturbing messages like kill, obey, multiply and die. I watched the static for over an hour and noticed at least thirty different messages.

I threw the accursed thing in the trash after breaking it in half. I would not expose my child to anymore of that trash. Before going to bed myself, I checked him. He was happily asleep and snoring, clutching his teddy.

I had a nightmares from this, one where the children came into my room but they were life like and as tall as a normal person. Their twisted forms grabbed my limbs and pulled me apart, while I heard that blasted train laughing. Now I have woken up, covered in blood, knife in hand and I'm afraid to check my son's room.


By Marmadukey August 31, 2013


I want to begin by saying that I am a huge fan of the British series, Doctor Who. The year was 2005, and a pen-pal of mine, Geoff, told me about the series when it was returning to BBC. The show was about a humanoid alien who traveled through time and space in a police box. It was very popular, and I mean immensely. So popular that the show had been on for over forty years, with occasional breaks of course. When I first saw the blue box “bigger on the inside” and the “Daleks,” I was immediately hooked.

Of course, I've been watching the show for eight years since then. You can easily say I'm obsessed. As a matter of fact, I've gotten myself into some otherwise black market trade. I've downloaded hundreds of episodes, but one uploader in particular sticks out to me. Now, I won't give their name for legal reasons, but they had a collection of every single episode since 1963. They even had episodes lost to this date including the final episode of “The Web Planet.” You know, the one where the First Doctor regenerates after collapsing in the TARDIS? I will try not to get off topic.


Having similar interests, we traded and exchanged quite frequently. I uploaded “Confidential” clips from later series, and he sent me rare episodes scattered with junk files. Strange as it was, it worked well seemingly for the both of us. One day, I noticed in his listing an episode I've never heard of before. Now, I've seen every episode, and it was highly unlikely that I missed one. The file was titled: “DR WHO 7x14 – APOCALYPSE.rar.” I thought to myself: “No, this just can't be, but..” Episode 14 of Series 7 could not have been released. It was only February, and the episode was to premier in November. Fairly enough, like any madman with a box, I immediately downloaded the file to my computer. Within 46 minutes, I opened the .rar and noticed three files. The titles were anagrams of names of actors who played the Doctor, which I found quite brilliant.


I opened the first: a .txt file “Math's Mitt.” It read “Hello, this is fantastic. Pass it on. Do it in the name of the Doctor.” I found it wrong to pass on what was currently the rarest episode in the universe to just anyone. So I opened the next file: a .mp3 entitled “Nandin Vatted.” The audio was of a man gasping for air as what sounded to be a heavily distorted strum of piano strings was played in the background. Being that this episode was originally intended to be in honor of the 50th anniversary, thoughts of the classic TARDIS came rushing into my head: In 1963, its break noise was created using house keys scratched along piano string. I imagined a return of the original Mark I TARDIS, with a return of the Doctor's granddaughter; no wait, better yet, a return of all 11 Doctors for one episode! How great would that be?


The final file was a .avi entitled “Clotheshorse Precinct.” It was twenty-seven minutes long. I clicked the video, and it began with the typical WMM cheap title. I wondered: “Where in the fuck is the episode I downloaded?” Even though it wasn't what I previously thought it to be, I sat through anyway. The text of the video, which I assume was written by the uploader, made little to no sense. It brought up an entire planet's worth of propaganda. This lasted for about 5 minutes. It explained how Doctor Who holds its ties to British Wicca in the 1960s. By taking influence from episodes of this time, a whole new evil exists in its writing that was abandoned long ago. Every monster, every galaxy, every companion: all manifestations of Satanic symbolism.


Let's just say I was irate. How could they go against my favorite show, the greatest science fiction show ever created? The longest lasting in history! The video went on to discuss how the 50th anniversary script was leaked. The plot was to be the end of Doctor Who, the final episode that would create pandemonium, the end of time.


The plot was also to involve Clara, the Doctor's latest companion, and how she came to be the impossible girl. As even the latest Whovian would know, she is the girl twice dead. A living, breathing paradox. At one point, she was even a Dalek in an asylum. If you've watched Series 1-4 at least five times each, you'd also remember Rose Tyler and the Tenth Doctor, who were both to return for this particular episode. For now, let's begin with former companion, Rose Tyler.


In the episode “Dalek” of Series 1, Rose accidentally revives the last living Dalek with the touch of her hand in future 2012. For the record, late 2012 is when Clara first made an appearance in Doctor Who. What sickened me was the mention that this genetic transfer impregnated the Dalek. Even worse is that according to the text, this was discovered by the Metacrisis Doctor, a human clone of the Tenth whom was to grow old with Rose in a parallel universe. The script states for his actor, David Tennant, to be in utter shock and disgust. A Time Lord could not handle his love being with the most foul, wretched alien of his world. A human could not handle this, let alone Time Lord knowledge. At this point there is to be no sound, except for him screaming similar to scenes in the Series 2 final “Doomsday” as his head implodes. This, according to liner notes, will use similar CGI to that of some newly animated lost episodes.


I could not stand for one word of what I was reading! Four years ago, I had to watch my favorite Doctor go, but never will I again! Unfortunately, this makes a lot of sense in canon. How else could Clara be a Dalek and a human? Why else do roses appear with her constantly? How could she be spread throughout all of time and space unless her biological parents were a time-traveler and a mutant?


The Eleventh Doctor asks if this is true, and Rose is just emotionless. Clara is now said to be crying, having eyes similar to Rose's in the episode “Bad Wolf.” She then absorbs the energy of the TARDIS. If she already contains DNA traces in the first place, she is thus creating a paradox using all of time and space. She exterminates Rose as her body rapidly falls into a pile of dust. The Eleventh Doctor is absolutely speechless at this point, as no lines of his were added into this portion of the script. The Earth begins collapsing as the paradox is within itself. Every tree and leaf blowing in the wind disappears into the nothingness of a black hole. The entire Earth is set to slowly deteriorate in the background for about six minutes. Clara finally says "And now for you, my Doctor." The Eleventh Doctor explains how no one is meant to have that much power. He yells at her for five grueling minutes in a way uncanny to his usual goofiness. He calls her a "stupid, bloody ape" and brings up how she killed whom he refers to as his best companion.


This culminates in Clara being stabbed eleven times in the back with a sonic screwdriver variant referred to as 'laser dagger.' The Eleventh Doctor whispers in agony: "What.. what have I done?.. I've gone through so, so many of them. And my own people. I am not the Doctor." He realizes he broke the promise he took when he chose the name of the Doctor. He did harm to man, and in no way for the greater good. Meanwhile, Clara's body is releasing the excessive amounts of time energy stored within her. Out of fear of himself and what is to come, the Eleventh Doctor's actor, Matt Smith, is to stab himself in each heart: eight times in the first and four in the second for a total of twelve times. The difference in number of hearts between humans and Time Lords is well-known in canon. This is what he claims will undo the damage he's done to humanity throughout the course of his entire existence. He begins regenerating and screams in bloody murder, "All things must come to death. Everything dies!" This is reminiscent of Rose Tyler's Bad Wolf speech.


His 12th incarnation is to be played by John Hurt. He begins taking in Clara's time energy remainder, with fragments of Rose and the Dalek's DNA. He emits his first and final words: "Makes you just mad, doesn't it?" He escapes the destruction of Earth in his now engorged, dying TARDIS. It is not stated what becomes of him as the full script has yet to be completed.


I could not take this anymore. This entire episode has rewritten my hero: the one who's traveled across time and space, saving lives without gratitude. I can only hope that this will never be made possible. Thank you.

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