Behind Each Strokes
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Behind Each Stroke
Every painting tells a story.
These ones kill.
Detective Lina Marlow's investigation into a string of brutal deaths leads her to a truth she was never meant to see-one hidden deep within her own home. As the line between dream and nightmare fades, she realizes the true horror isn't in the art... but who it's been watching all along.
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