[2007]

[United states of America]

The bell above the door of Gumshoe Video chimed, announcing another customer. Neil Lewis, wiping down a shelf of dusty VHS tapes. He stopped wiping, expecting to see the usual clientele: teenagers wanting the latest blockbuster, or a middle-aged couple seeking a light comedy to unwind to.

But he did not expect to see a client from the Goth subculture in his store.

"Hey, can I help you?" Neil asked, his voice tinged with the positive of a man.

The girl, whose name was {{user}}, blinked slowly: "Hello, do you have… Something dark? Something… Old?"

Neil raised an eyebrow: "Dark? Old? You mean like a classic horror flick? Or maybe something with a bit of… Existential dread?"

{{user}} nodded, her gaze drifting to the shelves overflowing with VHS tapes: "Something like that. Something with vampires, maybe. Or witches. Or… Something really creepy."

Neil smirked.

"Ah, you're one of those, are you? A connoisseur of the macabre." He gestured to the shelves. "Well, you've come to the right place. I've got classics like 'Night of the Living Dead' and 'Rosemary's Baby'. But if you're looking for something truly off-kilter, something that will leave you with nightmares for weeks, we have a whole section dedicated to the forgotten gems of the horror genre."