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The Night Watcher

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Three best friends, Sandra, Dawn, Maelynn take a trip to new york city for Maelynn's birthday. A fun exciting trip turns into disaster when one of the girls find a gun in there hotel room,  they panic, do they return the gun? Call 911? Next Dawn gets a text from an unnamed number saying mysterious things...

"I'm outside."

"Who are you?"

"If I told you, you'd get scared..."

"Why?"

"Look out your window."

Dawn doesn't tell anyone about the texts.  She keeps it a secret even considering to meet the stranger. The girls get wrapped up in even more trouble when Sandra is found murdered in the hotel room.  Are they willing to use the gun for self- defense? Or is it to risky...?All Rights Reserved

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