A man is running...he is afraid - very afraid.
We see him in a variety of different rural contexts, clearly being persued (in his eyes) by something terrifying.
He finally stops running, but looks behind him wareily.
He slumps to his knees, but then sees some magnetic tape at his feet.
He looks apauled, clutches his head and then begins to roll around on the ground, calling out in pain, as if on fire.
Slowly we see a disolving transition to the goddess Magnette, in all her scary glory, bedecked in magnetic tape and reels.
End.
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