When two boys unwittingly come across a haunted version of their favorite video game, their lives are changed forever as they are sucked into a world of monsters, secret societies, conspiracies, and a prophecy dictating the coming apocalypse. This s...
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Two lone figures, their bodies draped in dark leathers and their heads covered with tall, wide brimmed hats, skulked through the French countryside under the cover of night. They were weary of roads - each vehicle could represent a German patrol. They had already had to evade several checkpoints to get to where they currently were.
Both men were French locals. They were saddened at how their country had buckled under Nazi Germany, but they knew that the mission they were undertaking here was much more important. The two were part of a secret brotherhood, a brotherhood currently fighting an occult war that risked to envelop the globe if not contained.
They continued to trudge through the night, navigating through the underbrush at the side of the road in order to camoflage themselves as they continued on. It was difficult to keep completely quiet, as they had on-hand a variety of metal weapons and tools that tinkered and clanked as they walked. A few patrol cars passed by - thankfully, the brush served well enough that the duo could keep moving undetected, as they let out of a breath of relief underneath metal masks that covered their mouths.
After a while of journeying across the countryside they were finally nearing their destination, as they had reached a clearing before a deep forest...
...where an eerie mist began to roll in.
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"Merde!" One of the two hunters expressed. "Him? Now? We don't have time for this."
"It's okay. As long as we have the charm, he will let us pass unharmed." The other responded.
"You'd better hope you're right about that."
"I know I am. Show him the charm, and he'll let us go."
They held out the charms they needed - a simple medallion made from a flat stone and a cotton thread, with a circle crudely scraped onto the stone and two small pieces of bramble forming an 'X' across the circle.
