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on an autumn night in 1352, in one of the most remote villages of europe, a gloomy castle vanished into […]

one morning, people looked up at the sky and saw a massive crack, as if a blue glass ceiling had

at exactly midnight, a strange message echoed on an old radio frequency. the voice was distorted, the words broken, but

one morning, when he woke up and looked out the window, he realized the streets were completely empty. there were