Sarah Ruth Thomas

Today was, of course, the release of the newest episode of Channel 14.

I made no such effort to watch it, but the world apparently had different plans for me.

I was home today, as I have no idea how long it's going to take me to mentally repair myself enough in order to feel comfortable returning to work.

So I'm there reading on my couch when I get this weird gut feeling.

Sort of like a stomach ache, but a bit hazier.

It was strange and impossible not to address.

So as I stand up to head to the bathroom, my TV just fucking turns on without warning.

And if that wasn't distressing enough, it was already displaying the newest episode of Channel 14.

Something that wasn't possible from anywhere besides my computer, since I had no access to YouTube via my living room TV.

So I'm frozen in a position of about to stand up while I stared at the screen in fear.

I saw neither Oscar nor Seth on the screen.

Instead, there were two women standing in business suits and holding hands.

And they looked distraught and solemn.

And one was visibly pregnant.

And they're looking at the camera, but, you know, kind of often glancing away as if they were uncomfortable looking at it.

So I expect them to start talking akin to the other time someone on this haunted show said something fucked up.

But they didn't.

They just fought against their urges to look away from the camera.

And behind them was the desk that Oscar and Seth always sat at.

I'm baffled as how this is happening, but they were just there.