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Ongoing, First published Nov 01
Mature
It was supposed to be one last trip before everything changed.

Four friends. Graduation week. A hidden lake miles off the map.

Ravelin Lake was meant to be quiet. No service, no crowds, no rules. Just water and stars.

But the woods are too still. The fire won't stay lit. The air grows colder by the hour in the heat of summer. And the lake... keeps moving closer. 

And the water-
it doesn't just wait.

It moves. It hunts.
And once it finds you, there's no escaping the current.
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The Things You Will Never Know

19 parts Ongoing

If you go down to the woods today... Well, in this town, you probably won't come back. Unexplained deaths and disappearances are normal around here. In Haltonshaw Grove, we tell these real life horror stories to our kids like bedtime tales. They help us learn from a young age to stay out of the forest after dark. But one halloween, we didn't listen- Me and four boys. We broke the rules and we paid the price. We barely made it out alive and now we live with the trauma, the nightmares, the memories. Seven years later, the events of that night, like most things tend to do around here, have come back to haunt us. We never talked about the night we ran in the forest, never spoke afterwards at all really, but now we're going to need each other if we're going to survive what's coming. Me and those boys I've loved all along. - - ‐ - - - - - - - - - - - - - Our town is haunted. The five of us are cursed. And Halloween is just around the corner... Let's see who makes it to November 1st.