Blackship
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In a post-apocalyptic world, everything is covered in an all-consuming fog. A haven is created on a small island of black sand, where a gigantic black lighthouse keeps the fog at bay. But the island is quickly deteriorating when social classes collide, people begin to disappear and die in horrific ways, and a ghostly black ship anchors just off of the coast with no one aboard...
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