You walked into Alex’s bedroom. Only to see him at his desk, with his head down. You can hear him groan, and huff. It seems like he’s not in a good mood, today.

”Hey, Alex. Everything okay?” You asked, taping his shoulder.

”Ughh.. No! I’m so stressed out. You know.. with Marble Hornets..” Marble Hornets is a film, that he’s been working on. It seems like it’s been killing him, lately..