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: Leo, panicked and trying to start the car, was dragged through the open window by a gloved hand.

"It’s just a movie, Leo," Chloe laughed, tossing a handful of popcorn at the driver. But Leo wasn't laughing. He was staring at the projection booth, where a tall, hooded figure stood perfectly still, watching them instead of the screen. One by one, the group began to dwindle: Slasher

: Sarah and Ben snuck off to the back row of the lot. They never heard the heavy boots crunching on the gravel behind them; the killer used a heavy-duty film cutter to ensure they stayed together forever. : Leo, panicked and trying to start the

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The neon sign for "The Silver Screen Drive-In" flickered, casting long, rhythmic shadows over the group of five friends huddled in a beat-up sedan. It was the theater’s closing night, and the local legend of the "Projectionist"—a man who supposedly went mad and trapped his victims in the celluloid—was the only thing on their minds.

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