THE LEATHER JACKETS CLUB

THE LEATHER JACKETS CLUB

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do you know Death? with the capital D? no? well, one day you'll meet him in person. untill that moment, you can start to know him a bit better reading his point of view of a mad and long night for the leather jackets club. Death went to see them in the late '80s, in an old hous in the middle of the woods. there was a birthday party, nobody invited him, but he still went. he watched patiently Candace open her gifts, waiting for a specific one. given by one of the group, it's a VHS tape where he confesses that he murdered somebody that they all knew very well, Death knew it, he collected his soul a week ago. that night was a long working shift. the murderer just started his hunt and Death stayed for the show... who will go with him highway to hell?
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