My Wife's Secret

Synopsis

The camera hummed, its spotlight shining on a woman's naked body. The darkness around her was like a cage, holding her in place. Her face twisted with pain. Her body wouldn't stop shaking. Unable to hold back any longer, I had to go to the bathroom, but my buddy Ben Grey's eyes were glued to the screen. I remembered he'd once said he was terrified of horror movies. He's tougher than I thought. By the time I got back, the movie was already more than halfway through. Ben's breathing had gone noticeably shallow. I snickered at him. "Bet you won't dare watch something like that again, right?" I figured he was just scared. Ben was too absorbed even to answer me, as the scene had reached its climax. On screen, the woman was getting swarmed by shadowy forces. When her face came into full view, I froze. But it wasn't for something else. It was because the woman in the video looked exactly like my wife.