“真的啊！”《诅咒的视频》的扩大特别第5弹！ 　　收录了毛骨悚然的战栗灵异视频！ 　　日本列岛震撼・・・话题的灵异伪纪录片！！！ 　　【寂寞的公园】 　　好久没回老家的投稿人，为了记录故乡的变化，带着摄影机出去散步了。然后，投稿者在荒废的公园里捕捉到了令人毛骨悚然的影子…。 　　【诅咒的视频12】 　　系列12介绍的是不明发件人的投稿。那是与神秘的废墟在一起的未知幽灵... 　　【疾走！】” 　　访问了旧陆军使用的废医院的情侣。据说那里是有名的灵异景点。因为建筑物被封锁而放弃的时候，他们感受到了难以想象的恐怖。 　　【淫灵】 　　一位男性投稿的视频。一个认识的女网友有很强的灵感，常常会感觉到自己的房间里有灵的存在，而那个灵魂也会对她进行性骚扰的恶作剧。 　　200309909 　　最近，在网络上“真是啊！诅咒的录像”的影像被无许可地流出了。偶然看到那个影像的某一对情侣的异变…。男性现在还在医院里...。 　　【服务区】 　　在车上远出是不可或缺的服务区。投稿人在和丈夫的旅行中对着服务区拍了一段视频。虽然有很多人、比较热闹的地方，但那里却拍到了无法发理解的灵异事件。 　　“井” 　　“映在水面上的自己的影子知道寿命”的传闻的井上，播放了视频的投稿人和那个朋友Y先生。回头再看那个视频的话会发现井里有一张陌生的女人的面孔…。 　　【日本人偶】 　　据说某个城市工厂发生了异变。根据投稿人的证言，其开端是从仓库发现的8毫米胶卷。前任社长喜欢的这片胶卷里却收录了日本人偶的身影……

“真的啊！”《诅咒的视频》的扩大特别第5弹！ 　　收录了毛骨悚然的战栗灵异视频！ 　　日本列岛震撼・・・话题的灵异伪纪录片！！！ 　　【寂寞的公园】 　　好久没回老家的投稿人，为了记录故乡的变化，带着摄影机出去散步了。然后，投稿者在荒废的公园里捕捉到了令人毛骨悚然的影子…。 　　【诅咒的视频12】 　　系列12介绍的是不明发件人的投稿。那是与神秘的废墟在一起的未知幽灵... 　　【疾走！】” 　　访问了旧陆军使用的废医院的情侣。据说那里是有名的灵异景点。因为建筑物被封锁而放弃的时候，他们感受到了难以想象的恐怖。 　　【淫灵】 　　一位男性投稿的视频。一个认识的女网友有很强的灵感，常常会感觉到自己的房间里有灵的存在，而那个灵魂也会对她进行性骚扰的恶作剧。 　　200309909 　　最近，在网络上“真是啊！诅咒的录像”的影像被无许可地流出了。偶然看到那个影像的某一对情侣的异变…。男性现在还在医院里...。 　　【服务区】 　　在车上远出是不可或缺的服务区。投稿人在和丈夫的旅行中对着服务区拍了一段视频。虽然有很多人、比较热闹的地方，但那里却拍到了无法发理解的灵异事件。 　　“井” 　　“映在水面上的自己的影子知道寿命”的传闻的井上，播放了视频的投稿人和那个朋友Y先生。回头再看那个视频的话会发现井里有一张陌生的女人的面孔…。 　　【日本人偶】 　　据说某个城市工厂发生了异变。根据投稿人的证言，其开端是从仓库发现的8毫米胶卷。前任社长喜欢的这片胶卷里却收录了日本人偶的身影……

Larry Dean’s new behind-the-scene special.

Yumiko是一个年轻的日本女人，她在伦敦安了家。她在这里有稳定的工作，有男朋友，日本好像对她已经很遥远了。直到有一天，她远在日本的哥哥给她打了一通电话，告诉她父亲因为登山事故去世了。 　　Yumiko回到东京参加葬礼，她发现自己沉浸在日本生与死的那种仪式感中，于是她陷入了犹豫不决中，做了一个她根本没有预料到的决定。

一张已褪了色的集体照片引出了九年级二班在1940年的故事。班长伊斯克拉是个正直、成熟、有理想的姑娘，她引导同学们以积极的态度生活和学习，热情地帮助有困难的同学。她的母亲当过红军政委，是个坚定的革命战士，伊斯克拉的成长因此受到了母亲的影响。源于时代对革命事业、阶级斗争等问题的简单片面的理解，伊斯克拉对同学中许多事物难以接受。维卡的爸爸被怀疑是人民敌人而被捕入狱。维卡忍受不了这一切，在一次聚会上悄悄与同学告别后自杀了。这在同学中引起了极大的震动。1941年，法西斯德国对苏联发起了进攻。同学们纷纷参加了对敌抗战斗争，他们大多数为祖国和人民光荣捐躯。

一张已褪了色的集体照片引出了九年级二班在1940年的故事。班长伊斯克拉是个正直、成熟、有理想的姑娘，她引导同学们以积极的态度生活和学习，热情地帮助有困难的同学。她的母亲当过红军政委，是个坚定的革命战士，伊斯克拉的成长因此受到了母亲的影响。源于时代对革命事业、阶级斗争等问题的简单片面的理解，伊斯克拉对同学中许多事物难以接受。维卡的爸爸被怀疑是人民敌人而被捕入狱。维卡忍受不了这一切，在一次聚会上悄悄与同学告别后自杀了。这在同学中引起了极大的震动。1941年，法西斯德国对苏联发起了进攻。同学们纷纷参加了对敌抗战斗争，他们大多数为祖国和人民光荣捐躯。

Willa和Bill曾经是一对恋人，多年后两个人因为暴风雪被困机场而重逢。

Willa和Bill曾经是一对恋人，多年后两个人因为暴风雪被困机场而重逢。

A long-distance driver, a drifter, journeys from a tenuous reality into a vision of the afterlife, called forth by the spirit of the mountain. 　　Storyline： 　　I received a phone call from a friend I hadn't heard from in years. I answered, excited, but on the other end was only uncontrollable sobbing. "Daniel passed away," she said, through choppy breath and loud tears. A shrill, hot, ringing sound filled my ears. Our mutual friend had overdosed on heroin. I first met Daniel during one of those hazy, humid summers you only get in Georgia. He was a living enigma: overflowing with mystery, and a sarcastic humor about what it was to be human on this planet. Our time together was spent driving around the suburbs, skinny dipping in the creek, and spending sleepless nights making art together. I was lucky to become close friends with him, he was the kind of person you meet once and never forget. During this time I had decided to come out as gay, despite a lot of backlash from the very conservative community I was living in. Daniel was the antithesis of all of that. He wasn't spitting hate and shame, but instead loved me for who I was. He continued to treat me with respect like the friends we always were. Daniel was the first person that was very close and special to me, to pass away. It happened like a flash. This sent me reeling through the long night trying to make some kind of peace. Which is when I started to write.—Caleb Addison Lanier

A long-distance driver, a drifter, journeys from a tenuous reality into a vision of the afterlife, called forth by the spirit of the mountain. 　　Storyline： 　　I received a phone call from a friend I hadn't heard from in years. I answered, excited, but on the other end was only uncontrollable sobbing. "Daniel passed away," she said, through choppy breath and loud tears. A shrill, hot, ringing sound filled my ears. Our mutual friend had overdosed on heroin. I first met Daniel during one of those hazy, humid summers you only get in Georgia. He was a living enigma: overflowing with mystery, and a sarcastic humor about what it was to be human on this planet. Our time together was spent driving around the suburbs, skinny dipping in the creek, and spending sleepless nights making art together. I was lucky to become close friends with him, he was the kind of person you meet once and never forget. During this time I had decided to come out as gay, despite a lot of backlash from the very conservative community I was living in. Daniel was the antithesis of all of that. He wasn't spitting hate and shame, but instead loved me for who I was. He continued to treat me with respect like the friends we always were. Daniel was the first person that was very close and special to me, to pass away. It happened like a flash. This sent me reeling through the long night trying to make some kind of peace. Which is when I started to write.—Caleb Addison Lanier