The Untitled

The Untitled

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., mars 11, 2019
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Losing her memory for three years after the brutal murder of her father, Helen meets two strange boys who claim they know her. Discovering her nonhuman ablities that were awoken after three years, its only a matter of time before a certain organization finds out. "Clasped hand in hand I walked with John and Conner back into the woods. In this time of night, when all the adults were asleep, we would go out and unleash our true abilities. Teachers, parents, everyone was always telling us to apply ourselves so that's what we did but in secret."
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If you go down to the woods today... Well, in this town, you probably won't come back. Unexplained deaths and disappearances are normal around here. In Haltonshaw Grove, we tell these real life horror stories to our kids like bedtime tales. They help us learn from a young age to stay out of the forest after dark. But one halloween, we didn't listen- Me and four boys. We broke the rules and we paid the price. We barely made it out alive and now we live with the trauma, the nightmares, the memories. Seven years later, the events of that night, like most things tend to do around here, have come back to haunt us. We never talked about the night we ran in the forest, never spoke afterwards at all really, but now we're going to need each other if we're going to survive what's coming. Me and those boys I've loved all along. - - ‐ - - - - - - - - - - - - - Our town is haunted. The five of us are cursed. And Halloween is just around the corner... Let's see who makes it to November 1st.

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