This monster was real, real as they come. As real as the cuffs, as the dog. As real as the eclipse. It's Gerald's Game,...
Each one of you has his own particular duty - or her duty. Polished brass, brilliant silver, mahogany shining like a mirror. That is...
Listen to them: the children of the night. What sweet music they make. It's Bram Stoker's Dracula, and This Film is Lit. Let Me...