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A Good Man Or Selfish Victim?

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The midnight's cold, unforgiving storm had passed. Still, the warmth of the bright, comforting hope that all rejoice to embrace when the new year is upon us was not present on this cold, dry, unilluminating morning. There, hunched over, covered with the thick coat of a rather unflattering mixture of snow and dirt, adding another layer of unbearable weight upon his already broken, bleeding, and exhausted person. Long before the unseen sun reclaimed its pose in the sky, when a bright crimson moon poisoned the night's sea with a macabre sense of misery, and the fading pulse of a troubled young female slips away from his ashamed, and confused shape, the deformed figure of a forgotten stranger works endlessly to forge a grave, echoing the profound despair and silent mourning that shadow loss itself. Slowly, he fell deeper into the frozen soil. First, held tightly in his left hand, the Stranger thrust the rapidly dulling blade downwards, barely loosening the earth, then punched the e...
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Return To Silent Hill: Quick Review.

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  Well, here we are again. Another new year, another horror video game adaptation that fails to respect the source material, leaving fans disappointed. Return to Silent Hill follows the tragic life of James Sunderland as he descends into madness over the loss of his girlfriend, Mary. In what should have been a simple tale about grief, loss, and forgiveness, the film seems more interested in cheap copy-and-pasting from the games than in crafting a story that works as a film and a tribute to Konami's beloved franchise.  It's really a miracle how many times studios can get this wrong. It's not a problem having a low budget; it's about filmmakers making creative choices that inspire confidence. Sadly, Return To Silent Hill feels like a missed chance, leaving fans feeling disappointed once again. 2/10.
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Within The Heart Of Darkness: Teaser.

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 There have always been dark forces that sought to harm God's children. They have gone by many names. Fear, Horror, Death, and the desire to forsake our oath and duty to the light in favor of the blinding taste of selfishness. Although these forces claim numerous victims to feed upon, not all are meant to perish in the flames of Hell. Abandoned before his birth, a reanimated corpse has lived out an existence that mirrors our sacred gift of life, as rage neuters his pain to become a monster and fulfill a desire to slaughter those who carved out his wrongful suffering. When an unexpected warmth reached out to his undead heart after he stopped a troubled living female from taking her own life, this breathing corpse was granted a choice: to either submit to the darkness or stand up against the cruel beast that torments this suffering dove... In an age of rehashes and hollow continuations, I've always wanted a crossover that wasn't focused on fan service or meta irony, but rathe...
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It's A Theory: Teaser.

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 Click...Clock... Time is merely an illusion, a playground for our shortcomings or sins to drag us down into the nothingness that awaits all entitled insects!!! On A cold, foggy day, an overly confident jock and his highly emotional ex found themselves as the unwilling target for the sadistic eyes of an aspiring killer who has rather strong opinions on how his beloved icons are being reintroduced for the modern era. After having an unexpected change, I've decided to scrap the short, She'd Dead, But Affectionate, for something a little more interesting. Inspired by the off-the-wall insanity of Monty Python, this new tale, titled It's A Theory, will serve as the template to mock and poke fun at the entire Horror genre. From the eerie atmosphere of Universal Classic Monsters, the gothic blood of Hammer, the randomness of the 80s slasher, to the tropes of our modern standards, like Stranger Things, this story will be a fresh take on a Monster Mash, designed to amuse fans who en...
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Happy New Year, Mia!!!

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 As the year draws to a close, many gather around the table, sharing spirits and good cheer, while the ticking clock marks the approach of a new beginning, shadowed by the weight of unspoken struggles. On this night, a troubled female named Mia, by her loving father, a fragile soul struggling with internal darkness and feelings of worthlessness, fights to accept the warmth of those who cherish her, haunted by her own silent burdens. Spending the last several hours alone, wandering aimlessly throughout the surprisingly empty streets of New York, she feels an overwhelming sense of loneliness and despair that she cannot escape. Typically, for this magical time of year, many would spend their festivities out in the winter's icy touch beneath an illumination of tiny lights that match the majestic orbs that take residence in our faraway skies, but not on this night. For the night's mischievous nature brought a brutal, biting wind that seizes any warmth within its icy fingers, forcin...
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In Death, We Shall Find Peace...

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Once again, death playfully, yet mischievously, cast him back into life's cruel embrace. The gears of time began to reset the conscious mind of The Stranger, forever reminding him of the pain, misery, and now horror that he would always be one with. For his attempt at violence towards a living soul was not welcome in the afterlife, nor was he damned interested in one who could not commit to destruction. The Stranger felt the gentle warmth of pure sunlight peacefully greet him as he awoke from the cold, dark void-a space representing the transition or oblivion between lives. But as a sharp wind whispers within the empty frozen, as the skeletons of dead families of trees stand as his witness. The Stranger's deformed, bare body lies within the center of the woodland, a pose carved by those frightened villagers who discovered his bloody corpse from the previous night's misfortunes. The shape of The Stranger's body shivered and twitched uncontrollably as his throat gasped fo...
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Dead On Arrival

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 Thick, unnatural white crystal flakes fall onto Pluto's steep, rough landscape. As the hours fade away, the ever-growing weight of collected snow continues to crash the weakening outer shell of the Recon 47-X, scraping the man-made metal like dry twigs from a centuries-old tree. Long breathless whistles from a demonic wind, howling with icy fury, slipped to and fro throughout the creaks of the ruined starship's skeleton. Blinded by these brutal conditions and the pressure of assuming command, Alek's shoulders sag with frustration, his eyes dark with doubt as he gazes down the frozen hall where he sent the Rookie to rescue E.V.E., feeling the weight of responsibility crushing him, and a deep sense of vulnerability creeping in as he questions his own strength.  Back on earth, Alek knew how to handle the situation - but that was with unintelligent thugs or overambitious soldiers. Here, lost beyond the star, upon a frozen wasteland humanity abandoned long ago, Alek's train...
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