But beneath this suburban facade lies a darkness collecting the souls of children who are looking for that single moment of glory, for their shot at fame and fortune. As the kid yells, “Mo’ money!” and the net splashes, he loses it. Speaking in tongues and sprinting through the yard, the kid is not himself. He’s possessed, compelled to run amok throughout his town for eternity (not pictured).
That swish was pretty cool, though. I’d say it’s worth at least one child’s soul.
Feliks Garcia was a reporter and essayist whose work for the Daily Dot focused on social justice issues, internet culture, and the Rock. He was a staff writer for the Independent when he passed away in February 2017 after suffering a heart attack. He was 33.