Na Escuridão da Noite
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No interior de uma mata, no alto de uma montanha ou no fundo do mar; terrores ancestrais nos espreitam e nos vigiam dia e noite. Existem muitas histórias de terror contadas no Brasil. Fala-se do Curupira; do Bicho-Homem; Do lobisomem; Do Caboclo D'Água dentre outros. Talvez em uma abordagem mais branda, para amenizar a terrível natureza dessas criaturas. Nesse livro, há relatos sobre o aparecimento dessas "coisas" em todo território brasileiro. E ao recorrer a empoeirados livros e eventos aterrorizantes em todos os estados, vemos que tais criaturas datam de um período anterior ao próprio homem e estão esperando ansiosamente a ressurreição dos seus próprios deuses. Não há o que ser feito, está posto; quando tudo aquilo que habita a escuridão se erguer, será o fim da era dos homens.
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