The Ritual | 18+
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When a string of unsettling murders take place across Yale's campus, 20 year old journalism major Celeste Olson thinks it might be her chance at her big break. What she doesn't know is that her investigation will draw her into a dangerous secret society that's hungry for more than just blood.
TW: Sexual content, abuse, death, animal abuse, violence, dub con, reverse harem, gun usage, knife play, drug abuse, religious imagery, witchcraft, devil worship
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