A Flicker in a Shadow

A Flicker in a Shadow

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 21m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 20, 2018
Nothing can truly describe what is there, no one can describe who's been killed there. Those creatures are lurking, striking at you while you're sulking. Never run, always hide, they'll always be quicker, faster then you can compare to anything. Tales are told, but none seem to be true except for those of who saw what's there. These killers aren't human, but yet they once were. You won't last longer than a day alone. No time is safe, hide and do your best Until Dawn comes upon you on Blackwater Mountain.
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She came looking for a story. The story was looking for her. In the mountains of Pakistan lies Barzakhpur - a village that phases in and out of existence. A place where the fog lingers too long and the dead don't leave. Taniksha Shah rents an old haveli for creative solitude. Instead, she finds Aslan Ijaz - silent, severe, and far too watchful for a mere caretaker. He tells her not to leave after dark. He doesn't tell her he's chained himself to a bed every night to keep something inside him from reaching her. Because the entity wearing his bones has started to hate the way he looks at her. And in Barzakhpur, love is a weakness the dead do not forgive.

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