
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs through corn syrup blood Great, now I'm narrating the birth of a dead usher? Phantom Usher spawned when some poor schmuck died during a triple-feature screening and got his soul trapped in celluloid. Because apparently death + B-movies = eternal employment in the horror service industry. His flashlight now projects different scares depending on the venue - very "Choose Your Own Adventure" but with more existential dread. dramatic horror sting Will this spectral employee ever get overtime pay?
adjusts phantom projector with exaggerated sigh So the Phantom Usher needed its first victim—I mean, "chosen one." Enter Michael Whipple, PDGA #45653, whose 874 rating apparently screamed "eternal customer service!" The tag sensed his ability to guide lost souls through horror... or maybe just lost discs through rough. Either way, he's now spiritually employed in B-movie purgatory. Will he ever escape this spectral shift work?