On a dark and stormy night, pretty Cindy huddled by her TV for a quiet night at home alone. After drifting off, she was suddenly awakened by a thunderous crash. The TV picture pulsated wildly, apparently struck by lightning. That’s when the show came on, Dance Macabre. Those were the words on the screen when she awoke. She wanted to go back to napping, but she couldn’t seem to look away from the TV. Cindy felt as if she was being pulled into a trance. The movie started out so normal, but that was before the bizarre chamber and the supernatural attack on the buxom blonde private eye. Stripped naked by an unseen entity, mouth stuffed with a rag and duct taped, the poor PI is then pinned spread-eagle as the evil entity has its way with her. While the supernatural power probes her squirming body, it also controls her mind, making her imagine a hideously masked attacker and his invisible accomplices holding her spread for his onslaught. Then, the movie really gets scary. Whip wielding zombies, horny robbers, battery chargers, gags, rubber dildos and worse. As appalling as it was, she couldn’t look away or change the channel. But Cindy wasn’t counting on the TV Man. She didn’t plan on becoming part of the movie, but the TV man had other plans. He knew her secret. Falling under the spell of her obsessed TV, Cindy finds herself becoming aroused… Very aroused! Cindy suddenly wakes up, thinking it was all a bad dream. But that’s when the nightmare really begins. What was in the TV was coming out of the TV, and into her living room! She had underestimated the power of the TV Man. Now, bound and gagged, on her bathroom floor… she looks up as a bearded thug plugs in her curling iron with a sinister smile. Cindy hadn’t counted on him either. She wonders if there is any escape from this nightmare. There is, but only one.
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