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'When you board a train, you never really know where you're going.'

Olive is a girl, a dreamer and a dancer. Her days a filled with music, a flurry of footsteps and ballet shoes.

But one day, something changes. Olive boards a train with the hope of living her dream and takes a seat with thoughts of stages and shows. 
The train pulls out of the station and Olive looks out of the window. 

In the city, something isn't right. Something is strange about the dusty old theatre without a show. There's something a little odd about the dancers, whose feet are bruised and bleeding. Something is wrong with the stories of magic that circle in rumours and conversation. 

When Olive travelled to find her heart's desire, she found a mystery entangled in a web of lies and secrets. 
She found something much more dangerous than a simple dream of dancing.
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Those Crimson Eyes- Denial

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Joi thought she was losing her mind. After a strange and violent night in the woods, nothing felt real anymore. The shadows moved wrong. The dreams bled into her days. And the thing she saw-the thing that saved her-couldn't have been real. Everyone told her it was trauma. Hallucinations. Her own brain turning against her. But deep down, Joi knew something was watching. Something real. As her grip on reality slips, she finds herself pulled back to the woods, drawn to the impossible. And the more she searches for answers, the more she begins to wonder: What if madness isn't the lie? What if it's the only truth left?