Beluga
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Frank Whitfield is dying. He is 54 years old and has spent his whole life living with a secret which he will now take to the grave. A staunch atheist to all who know him, Frank is anything but and has been in touch with the other side his whole life. Lying in his hospital bed, he is ready to cross over himself. In his hand sits a necklace made from scrimshaw he is keeping for his daughter, Catherine, who is on her way to say her final goodbyes. With it he hopes she will one day be guided towards knowing the truth about her old man and can share in his faith. But faith cannot be given. It has to be experienced and felt for it to be real. With true faith comes life changing consequences. Beluga is about never really saying goodbye to the ones we love and the power of believing in something when nobody else does.
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TRIGGER WARNINGS : Cnc, violence, substance abuse, there are scenes of r*pe and degradation. Please read at your own risk. ENJOY! After her parent's tragic death, nineteen year old Violet Sinclaire moves to old mansion left to her by her father in Louisiana. She plans to find herself, restore herself.. be someone new. However, Violet has no idea of the all consuming and all frightening series of events that will unfold. He watches her. She knows it, and she wants to dive in head first. Violet SinClaire I love this house. I love that it's old and that I have good memories here. I came up here every summer with my brother as a child. It's morbid, I will admit, but then again so am I. But something feels different here this time around.. I feel uneasy, the air feels thicker. Something is calling to me.. or someone. Someone is watching me. The thought instills terror in me and sends waves of fear down my spine.. but I want to know more. I need to know more. What do they want? The Hunter I want her. I watch her. I crave her. I want to hurt her. I will have her, it's just a matter of time. Violet SinClaire will be mine, by any means. She will be become undone by my hands. She loves me, she just doesn't know that yet. I'm here to help her see. This is my vow to Violet.

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