Mad Nights
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After waking up in handcuffs three hundred kilometres from where he's stationed, Samson cannot remember what happened. And what happened might kill him. A British soldier in The Great War, he has been accused of desertion, a crime punishable by execution. Before he can face a trial and firing squad, though, something bizarre happens: he wakes up on a different battlefield. Hundreds of kilometres from where he's being tried. As long as he remains awake, Samson cannot be dragged between killing fields. But as soon as he closes his eyes, he knows he'll be pulled into the next nightmare. Best keep one eye open, Samson. [Paranormal Community first place winner]
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