Hush Man
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Ongoing6m
Last published Wed, Oct 4, 2017
"I used to hide in the closet. You think that I am just hallucinating. Why did I see his face? Anyone who saw him would die. How can this be? My hands tremble, my mind keeps playing the tune of a broken record. I want to go home. I am afraid that if I utter a word of fear or even say his name, the monster would find me."
The mystery behind images, words, and the voices leads to a horrifying supernatural entity that feeds on the silence of its victims. What is unknown will be discovered, but what is seen, will never be heard of...
Based on the nightmare that could change lives.
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