The videotape Randie just finished digitizing shows a fatal accident on a movie set. And now a dead-looking woman has appeared and warned Randie she only has five minutes and thirty-seven seconds to live...
Why yes, this short story did in fact begin its life as a Ring shitpost. And while working as an archivist, I was completely charmed by the fact that there exists professional guidance for classifying spirit communications.
I hope you enjoy the story, experiencing its afterlife as a reprint!
