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JP Morris seems to have the ideal life. After growing up in Hampton County, South Carolina, he married his high school sweetheart, Clara, became a successful doctor, and now leads a luxurious life in New York. Shortly before his wedding, however, JP lost his mother, which shook his Christian faith and his interest in family, whether that meant parenthood with Clara or staying connected to his father, brother, and home in the South. After years of a faithless life in New York, JP finds himself woken night after night at 3:16 a.m. by a recurring dream. Following the message he sees in the dream, JP once again becomes open to being a father, connecting with family, and even tries returning to c...
JP Morris seems to have the ideal life. After growing up in Hampton County, South Carolina, he married his high school sweetheart, Clara, became a successful doctor, and now leads a luxurious life in New York. Shortly before his wedding, however, JP lost his mother, which shook his Christian faith and his interest in family, whether that meant parenthood with Clara or staying connected to his father, brother, and home in the South. After years of a faithless life in New York, JP finds himself woken night after night at 3:16 a.m. by a recurring dream. Following the message he sees in the dream, JP once again becomes open to being a father, connecting with family, and even tries returning to c...
Klopf, klopf, kleines Schäfchen. Ich bin zurück. Es ist der 31. Oktober 2023 - und etwas liegt in der Luft, das nicht süß, sondern sauer schmeckt. Denn die Stadt Bleak Pine versucht, die Sünden der vergangenen Dekaden mit einem Straßenfest zum Schweigen zu bringen. Aber selbst der Red River ist nicht tief genug, um all die Schuld in sich zu ertränken. Eine Dokumentation soll die Wahrheit aus den Tiefen des Winsome Forest zerren, doch dabei legt sich eine Dunkelheit über die Straße, die alte Wunden nicht nur aufreißt - sie weidet sie aus. Die Uhr tickt: Sobald die Rache aus den Schatten kriecht, ist niemandem zu trauen. Nicht einmal dir selbst ... Hast du ernsthaft geglaubt, es wäre vorbei? Eine Straße, 78 Namen, pure Finsternis. Lauert das Böse auch in dir?
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