roses are mime

roses are mime

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Uma casa abandonada desde 1765 aonde morreu de suicídio um homem mimico esquizofrênico recebe faixa amarela da polícia por ser uma casa aonde doze crianças de treze foram cruelmente assassinadas (a polícia fecha o caso como assassinato e assassino desconhecido). Uma plataforma chamada flexfex.com é finalmente aprovada e recebe um sucesso na internet, a flexfex capacita todos que tiverem um vídeo entre os 30 do alta recebe uma quantia de dinheiro, um grupo de amigos vendo a oportunidade de poder ir para as férias de fim de ano do colégio resolve gravar um vídeo jogando ouija dentro da tal casa faixada como amarela.
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