Countdown to Hell-oween
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Der Countdown läuft, der Schleier zwischen den Welten lichtet sich...
Der Oktober ist ein besonderer Monat für uns Kreaturen der Nacht, zum 31. kommen sich die Welten der Lebenden und der Toten besonders nahe.
Natürlich wollen wir diesen Anlass nutzen und mit euch kleinen Nachtschwärmern die Tage bis dorthin mit Inspiration und hoffentlich jeder Menge guter Gruselgeschichten zu überbrücken.
Also begleitet uns auf unserem Weg durch die Nacht und habt Teil an unserem immerwährenden Hunger nach frischem Gruselmaterial.
Viel Spaß und fürchtet euch nicht vor der Dunkelheit!
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