"The monster isn't beneath the bed. It is in the mirror swallowing at all the vile things it wants to say, choking on bile to make them go away." Wayward priest Cris Corelli rids himself of the sacred collar and leaves town, boarding the midnight train with no destination in mind. Satan is following him - lurking in the shadows. Corelli finds himself at an unassuming boarding house run by beautiful, yet tortured, Jules. She has her own secrets. They are the kind that echo in the mind, despite the screams that are meant to drown them. On Thanksgiving Day, 1985, Cris and Jules are bonded by a senseless act of violence that brings the small town to its knees. They indulge in drugs and alcohol to numb the pain, and together, they teeter on the edge of darkness. What they don't yet know, is that Satan still lurks. Warning: Dark themes throughout.
The man nodded wearily. “I never knew what death sounded like. Most times I witnessed it, it was quiet. Came in, took what it wanted, and left. That night, her screams echoed throughout the place. Every crevice was filled with her wails. Still hear it sometimes…when night grows unfriendly,” he said, dropping his smoke in front of him. He crushed it with one well-worn boot; its sole was thin, and riddled with holes, personifying an arduous life.
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