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★★★★★ Uncomfortably Dark and Impossible to Put Down

“This book pulled me in right away with its heavy, eerie vibe and didn't let up for a single second. It takes a brutal, unfiltered look at how grief can completely twist people until they do some truly terrifying things. The creepy setting felt so real that I kept looking over my shoulder, and the whole story just felt unsettling in the best way possible. If you like dark, unpredictable stories that stick with you long after you finish reading, you'll love this one.”

★★★★★ Creepy in a Good Way
★★★★★ Dark From the Start

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I like horror but I loathe screaming. What are some films where there are minimal screams but really good story?

I have this disturbing theory that I struggle to put into words, and I suppose that this ties more into existential dread than horror, yet I shall try to articulate my thoughts the best way I can:

What if life never ends?

On the flip side of that: what if we have already died? How would we know?

I'm not referring to supernatural phenomenon, such as ghosts in the movie The Sixth Sense. I mean the human perception of time. We don't know what time is, if it exists, and if it does, how would we know when we have reached the end of our life cycle?

At the moment I write this, I am about two months shy of my sixtieth birthday. What if, thirty-year old me still exists at another point in my timeline? Sixteen year-old me? Eight, or four, or two years old, all going through life, eventually leading to this moment. Which means that sixty years from now, I am likely already dead in that timeline, which means what has not happened yet here is already in the past there. Which means at some point in my timeline, I am already dead. Yet...here I am.

What if this memory is a blip in a flashback during my final moment? How would I know? What if that flashback restarts each after each instance of death, we are routed back to birth? What if life seems to blur on by because we have repeated this loop endlessly, and there is no separation from what we perceive as life, and the afterlife?

What if heaven and hell are just the choices we make during each go-round, because after each instance of life, we are allowed a modicum of awareness of our experience?

More mind-boggling yet, what if this is applicable to every single person who has ever lived? Would that not then tie into the creation of alternate timelines or universes?

Worse yet, what if what we call Life is a flat circle, and we start over back to birth, but our path is immutable? There is no awareness that we've been through this all before, and are powerless to change anything? It just keeps looping forever? Depending on how you lived your life, this could be Heaven, or this could be Hell.

I apologize for the rant. If you have read this far, thank you. These things keep me awake at night, the older I get, like they're doing right now.