Just when you thought it was safe to log onto Patreon, an eerie glow from the computer screen began to cast sinister shadows across the room, hinting at the digital nightmare that was about to unfold (Patreon)

[Opening Shot]: A dimly lit, cluttered bedroom filled with 80s posters and vintage recording equipment. The camera pans over to WAYWARD, a voice actress with a gothic flair, sitting in front of her microphone, a cup of tea and a Cherry Pepsi Max nearby.

Narrator (Voice-Over): "In a world where being goth isn't just a phase, comes a tale of horror, fire, and... voice acting?"

[Cut to]: Wayward passionately recording, her voice echoing dramatically.

Narrator: "Meet Wayward. She's not your average voice actress. Recovering goth -  hates being called cute, a lover of fire and tea, and don't you dare tell her what to do. Or else."

[Montage]: Shots of Wayward browsing through 80s vinyl records, lighting candles in a dark room, and scoffing at someone off-screen.

Narrator (Increasingly Sarcastic): "Ah, the life of an artist. So misunderstood. So... distractable."

[Scene]: Wayward accidentally knocks over her Cherry Pepsi Max onto her recording equipment.

Sound Effect: A loud, distorted electronic buzz.

Narrator: "Oops. That's not good."

[Series of Quick Shots]: The spilled drink causing the equipment to malfunction, emitting strange sounds. Shadows begin to creep around the room.

Narrator (Mockingly): "What's this? Our heroine has unwittingly unleashed unspeakable horror. How original."

[Cut to]: Wayward looking around, startled, as eerie sounds fill her room.

Narrator: "But wait, there's more. You see, I'm not just your run-of-the-mill sarcastic narrator."

[Reveal]: The narrator, in a shadowy room, speaking into an old-fashioned microphone, with newspaper clippings of serial killings on the wall behind him.

Narrator (Sinisterly): "I'm a fan of... let's say, more direct methods of causing terror."

[Rapid Montage]: Scenes of chaos, Wayward running through dark streets, fire, and distorted, nightmarish visions.

Narrator (Mockingly): "Watch as Wayward tries to survive this accidental horror she's brewed. All while trying not to spill her tea. Priorities, right?"

[Final Shot]: Wayward, looking defiant but scared, holding a microphone stand like a weapon.

Narrator (Cheerfully): "And don't miss the grand finale, where our darling Wayward makes her triumphant return to Patreon. December 19th. Mark your calendars, it'll be a scream!"

[Screen Fades to Black with Echoing Laughter]

Narrator: "Echoes from the Booth: The Return of the Voice. Coming to a telly near you. Viewer discretion is, obviously, advised."