INT. RYUJI’S APARTMENT – MORNING

  Ryuji is busy scribbling away at his notes again. His hand suddenly 
  ceases, cheeks draining of color as the faintest of sounds reaches his 
  ears and fills him with dread.

  No.

  Just then his hand jerks into life, moving with a will of its own. 
  Ryuji watches, shocked, as a series of jagged, spiky letters forms on
  the page.

  H... E... L... L...

  When the hand finally ceases writing, Ryuji sits a moment in stunned
  silence. He then spins around to face the TELEVISION SET, where the
  last scene from the videotape -- the shot of the well -- has appeared
  onscreen.