The Ritual
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Nov 27, 2015
A story about a night at a community disco, with cute killers, an occult that belongs in a retirement home drinking prune juice and much more. This story is told many times over from the point of view of different people that had the unfortunate burden of being present at the time.
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