No, not horror. Enlightenment.

A man chooses...a slave obeys.

You'll never see us coming.

Horror is the removal of masks.

Dude, don’t die out here.

Drive. He’s already dead.

Everything happens for a reason.

The horror was this: the others.

Sparks are warm while they last.

I feel a blood moon rising" Neesa

The place was silent and - aware.

We all go a little mad sometimes.

Hexen stehen immer zwischen Birken

You can’t get the blood out.

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