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Thomas lives in a small town next to Mount Horrour, where there is a cave. A man named Milado went in there 200 years ago and never came back. Thomas is fascinated by the history, and reads and looks up all the facts about it. When a girl named Emma joins his school, he decides that Thomas, Emma and Jean, Thomas's best friend at school, should go into the cave at halloween night to learn more about it and for a taste of adventure. Join them in a spine-chilling adventure that includes creepy ghosts, scary figures, and the bonding and friendship between three friends.
It was Halloween. What more exciting way to start it than with a visit to an old cemetery? Jimmy's grandmother was buried there and he wanted to visit. His new friend, Nick, was a reluctant passenger believing they would soon be heading to a party but was soon to make the fatal discovery that this particular graveyard was a bit unusual...
We all know Earth, the habitable planet the Human Race lives on. But there is another place, another planet, another Earth. It would seem, on the outside, to be similar in looks. But if you were to close in, the differences are there. And for the people of the planet, things aren't what they seem to be. Humanity is in a rough spot, and things don't seem to be going up. One man is at the mercy of the entire planet, and the question is, if you were in his shoes, How far would you go to survive?
The front two motorcyclists didn’t notice a noose made out of thin string, near-invisible at the end of the street, or the tripwires that were on the side of the nooses. The motorcyclists made it to the end of the street and placed their heads in the right spots for the nooses. The nooses were big enough for their heads to fit through and thin enough for the targets to not feel their death looming around their necks. The man smirked as he wriggled his fingers, which controlled the nooses. He curled his fingers, bringing the string closer to him. The string tightened around the motorcyclists' heads and ripped them out of their bikes. Their bikes dropped to the ground and laid flat, the engine continuing to run. The motorcyclists were held in the air and gasped as they struggled to get out of the nooses. The man brought his hand closer to his chest and balled his fingers, breaking the necks of both motorcyclists. The squad cards behind the now-dead motorcyclists attempted to gas past the nooses but managed to find themselves caught in the tripwires. The tripwires ignited and an explosion tore through the squad cars. The squad cars from behind the limousines broke out of formation and headed towards the front of the pack followed by the motorcyclists. They didn’t notice a tripwire in front of them leading to the squad cars and the first limousine to be destroyed in the explosion. The remainder of the convoy---two limousines and two motorcyclists---attempted to reverse and escape through the other side of the street. The motorcyclists turned around and tried to swerve around oncoming traffic, but invisible nooses caught them by their necks. The man spared no time and brought his hands to his chest, breaking the motorcyclist's necks. The remaining vehicles, two limousines, stopped dead in their tracks. The doors open as people from the limousines attempted to scatter and escape through nearby alleyways.
Thomas lives in a small town next to Mount Horrour, where there is a cave. A man named Milado went in there 200 years ago and never came back. Thomas is fascinated by the history, and reads and looks up all the facts about it. When a girl named Emma joins his school, he decides that Thomas, Emma and Jean, Thomas's best friend at school, should go into the cave at halloween night to learn more about it and for a taste of adventure. Join them in a spine-chilling adventure that includes creepy ghosts, scary figures, and the bonding and friendship between three friends.
It was Halloween. What more exciting way to start it than with a visit to an old cemetery? Jimmy's grandmother was buried there and he wanted to visit. His new friend, Nick, was a reluctant passenger believing they would soon be heading to a party but was soon to make the fatal discovery that this particular graveyard was a bit unusual...
We all know Earth, the habitable planet the Human Race lives on. But there is another place, another planet, another Earth. It would seem, on the outside, to be similar in looks. But if you were to close in, the differences are there. And for the people of the planet, things aren't what they seem to be. Humanity is in a rough spot, and things don't seem to be going up. One man is at the mercy of the entire planet, and the question is, if you were in his shoes, How far would you go to survive?
The front two motorcyclists didn’t notice a noose made out of thin string, near-invisible at the end of the street, or the tripwires that were on the side of the nooses. The motorcyclists made it to the end of the street and placed their heads in the right spots for the nooses. The nooses were big enough for their heads to fit through and thin enough for the targets to not feel their death looming around their necks. The man smirked as he wriggled his fingers, which controlled the nooses. He curled his fingers, bringing the string closer to him. The string tightened around the motorcyclists' heads and ripped them out of their bikes. Their bikes dropped to the ground and laid flat, the engine continuing to run. The motorcyclists were held in the air and gasped as they struggled to get out of the nooses. The man brought his hand closer to his chest and balled his fingers, breaking the necks of both motorcyclists. The squad cards behind the now-dead motorcyclists attempted to gas past the nooses but managed to find themselves caught in the tripwires. The tripwires ignited and an explosion tore through the squad cars. The squad cars from behind the limousines broke out of formation and headed towards the front of the pack followed by the motorcyclists. They didn’t notice a tripwire in front of them leading to the squad cars and the first limousine to be destroyed in the explosion. The remainder of the convoy---two limousines and two motorcyclists---attempted to reverse and escape through the other side of the street. The motorcyclists turned around and tried to swerve around oncoming traffic, but invisible nooses caught them by their necks. The man spared no time and brought his hands to his chest, breaking the motorcyclist's necks. The remaining vehicles, two limousines, stopped dead in their tracks. The doors open as people from the limousines attempted to scatter and escape through nearby alleyways.