The Box
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  • Reads 591
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  • Parts 21
  • Time 3h 14m
Complete, First published Jul 16, 2021
The group's first year of college did not go the way they expected it to. Not in the slightest. They were just expecting to have the same struggles as any freshman would--the bucket loads of homework, the late nights spent studying for the exam put off until the last minute, the extreme hangover from staying up all night at a party they should not have gone to. But those things would soon just sink into the background. Because nothing could never fix all the pain and terror that would soon be introduced into their lives, just from something as silly as an object. Nothing could erase it.
Nothing could erase the blood on their hands.

A horror story with five friends who's lives get turned upside down from a music box and a sinister being that lives inside of it.

I found the cover picture on Safari, so it does not belong to me. If anyone knows who made it, let me know, because I would love to give credit.
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