◆◆Your phone is an extension of you. It knows everything about your life, your history, your activities, who you love, who you hate. Your favorite food, your favorite TV shows, the music which makes you happy◆◆
You couldn’t live without it. This piece of technology has become an insidious extension of your soul.
Your best friend.
Your greatest weakness!
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Joshua and his family were returning home after a two-day camping trip. Terry, Angie and their two boys were following in the car behind. He honestly believed that venturing out into the wilderness while leaving all their electronic companions would help bring their family together, to heal the widening fractures between them.
How could he have been so naive? Without the comforting small plastic slab of dreams held in front of their eyes, his wife and two daughters had made his life hell. They were eager to return home and so was he.
They all sensed something was seriously wrong when the two cars rolled through the outskirts of Colman’s Pass. Peace and quiet usually ruled their home town but it shouldn’t be this quiet. Where is everyone? Wait, is that blood splashed across that front door?
Death and change has beaten the two families to Colman’s Pass, only the lack of electronic devices saved them from meeting the same terrible fate as the other town’s inhabitants. Together, they’ll have to ward off the new denizens of Colman’s Pass, a vile mesh of flesh and electronics.
A new form of life which desires the same as all life.
◆ To continue its existence.
◆ To feed.
◆ To procreate.
Genre: Horror
You couldn’t live without it. This piece of technology has become an insidious extension of your soul.
Your best friend.
Your greatest weakness!
____________________________________________________________________________________________________
Joshua and his family were returning home after a two-day camping trip. Terry, Angie and their two boys were following in the car behind. He honestly believed that venturing out into the wilderness while leaving all their electronic companions would help bring their family together, to heal the widening fractures between them.
How could he have been so naive? Without the comforting small plastic slab of dreams held in front of their eyes, his wife and two daughters had made his life hell. They were eager to return home and so was he.
They all sensed something was seriously wrong when the two cars rolled through the outskirts of Colman’s Pass. Peace and quiet usually ruled their home town but it shouldn’t be this quiet. Where is everyone? Wait, is that blood splashed across that front door?
Death and change has beaten the two families to Colman’s Pass, only the lack of electronic devices saved them from meeting the same terrible fate as the other town’s inhabitants. Together, they’ll have to ward off the new denizens of Colman’s Pass, a vile mesh of flesh and electronics.
A new form of life which desires the same as all life.
◆ To continue its existence.
◆ To feed.
◆ To procreate.
Genre: Horror
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