[Intercom buzzes]
[Dr. Rutherford] Yes?
[Woman on intercom] Ashton Kennedy is here to see you.
-Tell him I'm not available.
[Loud banging against the door]
[Door squeaks open]
-Doctor Rutherford!
Thank God you're here, there's no one else I could talk to!
You're gonna think I'm crazy. That's why I pay you right?
-You're not crazy.
[Dr. Rutherford] Unscheduled visits are double rate.
-Sure, whatever.
[clicks pen] -What happened?
-I saw someone die late last night...
[Ashton] I was walking home after a party..
..streaming, you know, doing a little live stream with my audience. And uhh...
I hear this..
..this voice...
[chuckles nervously]
And my audience is like: "Huhh what-what is that?", you know? And I- and I go up and
I-I'm recording this and I see this lady there...
And she's just hanging on..
..on the side of this bridge...
[softly] "Oh shit!"
"I think they might jump."
"Hey, Miss!"
And I was gonna-I was gonna help her.
[Mozart's Lacrimosa (Reimagined) starts playing]
-And then what did you do?
"Miss, do you need help, are you okay?"
[Music continues to get stronger]
[Ominous music takes over]
[Ominous music fades out]
[Ashton] And then I went home. -You didn't call the police?
-No, I didn't want to get in trouble! -Jesus Christ..
-Wait, doc! There's more.
-What do you mean?
-From the moment I walked off that bridge..
..she's been following me...
-Have you been taking your medication?
No! I've been downing that shit like candy!
[sighs] I'm sorry for dragging you into this whole mess..
[clicks intercom] -Linda?
Is there anyone waiting outside?
[Linda on intercom] -Uh, no. No one's here.
-Doc...
She's already in the room.
-Can you see her now?
-Yes.
-Show her to me.
[sighs]
-Look behind you..
She just moved! [Dr. Rutherford groans]
-I don't see anything. -She-she's still here, she just moved!
She's right there!
-I'm going to give you something.
-It doesn't matter where I hide,
It doesn't matter how many doors I lock, she's always..
..watching me. -These are sedatives, what you're experiencing is--
-I pay you to listen to me.
It's a simple fucking job! Do your fucking job! -Linda i'm gonna need you to call secur--
[Device breaks against the wall]
[breathing heavily]
-Look..
[High-pitched ringing]
-I...uhh..uhhh...
[Ashton] -You-you saw her..
[shakingly] -You're not in your right state of mind.. I'm-I'm going to write you a prescription for clonazepam.
-You saw her didn't you?
[Rutherford blabbering unintelligibly]
[Then slowly stops talking]
[Clock ticking in the background]
[Pen scraping on the paper]
[Scraping continues]
[Rutherford gasps]
[concerned] -What did you do to me?!
-I'm sorry, I-I-I didn't know who else I could talk.. to...
[Rutherford breathing heavily]
[High-pitched ringing and other indistinguishable sounds]
[Asthon] Doc, behind you!
[Ashton, distorted] Doc?
Doctor Rutherford...?
[Mozart's Lacrimosa (Reimagined) starts playing and takes over all sound]
[Glass shatters, music continues]
[Book thuds and shard rinkle onto the ground]
[Ashton breathing heavily]
There you are.
[Music stops]
[Body crashes onto the ground, rinkling the shards]
[Music continues]
[Camera clicking multiple times]
[Music ends]
As a creator, can you be so warped by an audience that you lose your humanity?
And as an audience, what responsibility do you have to the content that is created for you?
Join me and Anthony Padilla, star of 'YOU MONSTER', as we sit down and discuss the themes from this video
in an interview on the 'Corridor Crew' channel. The link is in the description below, or on the screen.
It's a good conversation. I think you'll find some interesting things in it. See you there.