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		<title>I Survived A Summer Camp Massacre In 1984</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2025 20:46:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was supposed to be the summer that finally gave him a chance at feeling normal. In 1984, sixteen-year-old Wyatt is sent to Camp Chattahoochee—an escape from the state home, from cruelty, from the ghosts of the family who abandoned him. Instead, he finds first love, new hope… and the kind of horror that rewrites a person from the inside out. When an escaped murderer emerges from the woods and turns the camp into a hunting ground, Wyatt becomes one of the only survivors of a massacre still whispered about generations later. Now, decades afterward, with nightmares worsening and terrifying signs surfacing in his sleep, he fears the past isn’t done with him. ]]></description>
		
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		<title>Wishful Thinking</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2025 04:09:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When Abby and her friends fall victim to a charismatic predator, they turn to ancient magic to right the wrongs committed against them. But summoning the supernatural comes with unpredictable consequences, and what begins as a bid for revenge quickly spirals into a night of terror no one will forget. A haunting and visceral tale about vengeance, justice, and the price of tampering with forces beyond comprehension, Wishful Thinking asks: how far are you willing to go to reclaim your power?]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Mirror Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2025 02:32:19 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When a group of haunted house workers spices up their traditional hide-and-seek game with an old mirror ritual, they expect a night of harmless chills and laughs. But beneath the playful scares lies a festering wound of betrayal and grief, and the ritual awakens something far more real—and far more deadly—than they bargained for. A tense and harrowing tale of vengeance, hidden pain, and the thin line between legend and reality, this story lingers like a reflection you can't quite shake.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Dämonen Münze</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Feb 2025 17:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Alvin Boone thought he could leave his past behind when he enlisted in the war, but fate had other plans. A brutal father, a home filled with fear—none of it prepared him for what he would find on the battlefield. Buried beneath an ancient ruin, something dark waited for him, something that would cling to him long after the war ended. Years later, back in Illinois, Alvin tries to build a new life, but the whispers never stop. The coin in his pocket pulses with an unnatural heat, feeding his rage, guiding his hand. The killings begin as accidents. Then as justice. Then as pleasure. As the body count rises, Alvin realizes he was never truly free—he’s been following someone else’s orders all along.]]></description>
		
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		<title>When the Red Prophet Jumped</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Apr 2022 16:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I need to clarify before I go any further: I DID NOT push him! I didn’t push him off the ledge. I don’t give a damn what’s being said. Even if I had, however… we’re all about to find out soon just how little it...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Connor (A Beowolf Story)</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2021 17:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[His name was Connor. Dustin Connor, but he never went by that name. Some called him Con or Connor. I called him Mr. Connor. Mr. Connor was the bravest and most imposing man that I and many have ever known. He stood well over six...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Rule 34</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2020 16:00:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My first love was Misty from Pokémon. Those legs, that sass, she was absolutely perfect. No one else could ever compare. When I played the games, I’d hang around her gym and pretend that we were on a date. I built my team to be...]]></description>
		
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		<title>YourFaceYourPorn.mov</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2020 22:00:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[yourfaceyourporn.mov My wife tells me she’s cheating on me about halfway through dinner. I work my way through the potatoes, the beans, and most of the meat before replying. “Who?” “That doesn’t matter.” It very much does matter, I think. I imagine a 6’4, muscular, chiseled...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Tapdance</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2020 16:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[From the moment she learned to walk, little Myrtle dreamed of becoming a tap dancer. She would totter through the house, her chubby bare feet slapping arrhythmically on the hardwood, her squeaky voice calling out “Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!” like tap shoes on a stage. When her second-grade...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Made a Monster Out of Clay</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Feb 2020 17:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My name is Mortimer Lipschitz. I know the name itself suggests otherwise, but I shit you not. That&#8217;s really my name. I used to wish it wasn&#8217;t. On all that&#8217;s holy, I wished it wasn&#8217;t. But I suppose that the name was never really the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Hospitality</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Dec 2019 17:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The snow had stopped about an hour ago, but god damn, it was still a treacherous road.  Mark turned up the radio, half to keep himself awake, and half to try to hear the music through the interfering static.  The mountains weren’t good for the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Jeff the Killer</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Excerpt from a local newspaper: OMINOUS UNKNOWN KILLER IS STILL AT LARGE. After weeks of unexplained murders, the ominous unknown killer is still on the rise. After little evidence has been found, a young boy states that he survived one of the killer’s attacks and...]]></description>
		
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