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midnightmurdershow’s ever-growing list of short films you should definitely watch
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A A Function (2011) Directed by Hyunsoo Lee A Helping Hand Directed by Drew Daywalt A Little Off the Top (2012) Directed by Adam O'Brien Abe (2013) Directed by Rob McLellan Alexia (2013) Directed by Andrés Borghi Anniversary Directed by Marichelle Daywalt The Associate (2012) Directed by Shane Leal-Willett Attic Panic (2015) Directed by David F. Sandberg
B Baby Sounds Directed by Paul Hungerlord Bad Moon Rising (2010) Directed by Scott Hamilton Bedfellows (2008) Directed by Drew Daywalt Bedtime Is At 10 Directed by Noor Hamade and Dimitri Yuri Birthday Boys (2012) Directed by Rafael De Leon Jr. The Black Pages (2007) Directed by Andrew Pearce The Blind Spot Directed by Alex Montoya and Raul Navarro Bloodbath (2012) Directed by Adam O'Brien Boxgirl (2014) Directed by Rocky Curby The Brain Hack (2015) Directed by Joseph White Breach (2008) Directed by Kirk B.R. Woller Bunker’d (2011) Directed by Chris Canfield
C Cam Closer (2013) Directed by David Sandberg Cargo (2013) Directed by Ben Howling and Yolanda Ramke The Cellar Directed by Randy Link Chatter (2010) Directed by Leo Resnes Charlie (2013) Directed by Luke Mordue Cleansed (2008) Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider Coffer (2014) Directed by David F. Sandberg The Collector Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider The Confession of Fred Krueger (2015) Directed by Nathan Thomas Milliner Conviction (2008) Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider Creep Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schnelder Curse (2008) Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider
D Daddy (2012) Directed by Lee Boxleitner Dare (2013) Directed by Anthony Melton Dead Man’s Lake (2012) Directed by Ben Franklin Death Scenes (2012) Directed by Joel Morgan (sorry about the subs, I can’t seem to find the original video.) Delete (2014) Directed by Sidney Chan The Devoured (2013) Directed by Wes Palmer and Zach Bokhour Dinner Date Directed by Drew Daywalt Dollface (2011) Directed by Colin Campbell Don’t Move (2013) Directed by Anthony Melton Door 17 Directed by Paul Hungerford Dorothy (2012) Directed by Eros Romero
E The Easter Bunny is Eating My Candy Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider
F Fear, Inc. (2014) Directed by Vincent Masciale The Feed Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider Firsts Directed by David Schneider Five Minutes Earlier Directed by Drew Daywalt
G Girl at the Door (2013) Directed by Colin Campbell
H Hello (2013) Directed by Hugh Sweeney Hell No (2013) Directed by Joe Nicolosi He Took His Skin Off For Me (2014) Directed by Ben Aston
I INSiDE (2002) Directed by Trevor Sands Inside (2013) Directed by Stuart Stanton The Insane Directed by David J Ellison and Mark Cripps Invectum (2013) Directed by Adam-Gabriel Belley-Cote and Francis Fortin
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K Knock Knock Directed by Thomas Goh
L The Laundromat Directed by Drew Daywalt Lights Out Directed by David Sandberg Lock Up (2011) Directed by Ben Kent Lot254 (2012) Directed by Toby Meakins Luna (2013) Directed by Antonio Perez
M Machine Stopped Working (2014) Directed by Ben Franklin and Anthony Melton Marie Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider Mocking Bird (2010) Directed by Marichelle Daywalt Mother Died (2012) Directed by Neill Gorton
N Neighbors Directed by Stephen Johnson and Robyn Simms Next Directed by David Schneider Night Watchmen Directed by Brandon Christensen
O O.C.D. Directed by Stephen Johnson The Offering (2003) Directed by Ryan Patch Origin (2014) Directed by Samantha Ferguson Other (2012) Directed by Daniel DelPurgatorio
P Pelt (2012) Directed by Rowan Spiers-Floyd Pin Directed by Mia Mikowicz Play Time (2013) Directed by Ryan J. Thompson Playing with the Devil (2014) Directed by Nick Stentzel Porcelain Rising (2013) Directed by Rachel Tatham Prey (2011) Directed by Jonny Franklin The Prey Directed by Steve Johnson Proxy: A Slender Man Story (2012) Directed by Michael Dahlquist
Q The Quiet Directed by Lee Matthews
R Rake (2015) Directed by Tony Delgadillo Rainy Nights (2013) Directed by Richard Greenwood Jr. Red Balloon (2010) Directed by Damien Macé and Alexis Wajsbrot Road Rage Directed by Barbara Stepansky
S Saving Face (2012) Directed by Lee Boxleitner Scrambled (2013) Directed by Faisal Hashmi Scare! Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider Shadow Puppet Directed by David Schneider She’s A Doll Directed by Jason Hornack Show Me (2011) Directed by David Schneider Skypemare (2013) Directed by John Fitzpatrick Slash-In-The-Box (2011) Directed by Nick Everhart Smoke Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider So Pretty (2012) Directed by Al Lougher Suckablood (2012) Directed by Ben Tillett Still Life (2005) Directed by Jon Knautz Stitches (2011) Directed by Ben Kent
T Tell (2012) Directed by Ryan Connolly Thresher (2014) Directed by Michael Dahlquist The Tale of Haunted Mike (2008) Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider Turn Around When Possible (2014) Directed by Dave Calub and David Mead Turnover (2014) Directed by Leroy Low Too Late Directed by Rani Naamani
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V Vargel Geroth, Monster from Hell Directed by Drew Daywalt and David Schneider Viral Directed by John B. Crye and Drew Daywalt The Virgin Herod (2011) Directed by Xander Robin
W Waffle (2010) Directed by Rafael De Leon Jr. We Always Come Back (2015) Directed by John Fitzpatrick The Whistler Directed by Bryce James McGuire Wilted (2009) Directed by Rafael De Leon Jr. White with Red (2013) Directed by Brandon Christensen The Wound (2013) Directed by David Garrett
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# 2 Hours (2012) Directed by Michael Ballif 9 Minutes (2014) Directed by P.J. Wolff
I’ll be adding to the list every so often. And if you have any suggestions please don’t hesitate to share.
Letter to Neneko
( It was nice if you could find it in your locker for shoes at school )
I’m lucky because I live on the other side of the Earth.
I’m lucky because I am conscious of my age.
I’m lucky because I realize what I look like
Because otherwise just forget all my life here and I climb in the first plane to see you and to tell you how I feel in my heart that melts when you leave your head to one side and watch whit those big round eyes and blink often to perplexity .
I feel when to hug and caress you on the head and whispering that everything it’s fine and I will banish sorrow in your life so that you could live happily.
Signed : Tonko A.
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There was once, like no time, that I was not told it would be somewhere far away, in another world, on another planet, a very beautiful witch. http://www.ifame.co.uk/albums/alex/p3497 Lived on the outskirts of a big city, in a wooden cottage with a porch. Around the house planted flowers and pumpkins. Every day he went to the market to sell flowers. Once a year, on Halloween, pumpkins sold for the world to make their lanterns. http://www.ifame.co.uk/albums/alex/p3498#content That day I bought the biggest pumpkin. A few days before, had fallen frost and knew that after becoming frozen pumpkins are sweeter. I was going to make a pie and bak
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Sin pride ! ( Blog contest)
Created: Thursday, 31. October 2013 Time 0:25. Everyone wants to leave a trace of his passage through life, some choose to have offspring, read more, others choose to do deeds that shall not be forgotten, good deeds or bad, but that talk now, while others need to imperishable trail through artwork. Of the latter I want to do my share, so I started to write a book, what book that is its subject does not matter now, the fact is that I want to stay forever that you think and feel. But while it may continue to be read by as many people so indicated is to be very, very good to have my desired success. Therefore, to achieve this desire, somewhat beyond a normal person, I turned to less conventional sources which libraries and archives digging had learned elsewhere. How and time was propitious juncture that the most powerful energy in the year, I do not choice but to execute what he wrote in a very old parchment photos you intrigued by his story. In short, she could not establish the age of the scientific method is ipregnat several times with blood and at different times. List owners acumdouă made hundreds of years, according to the last holder, ran a couple thousand years. Do not count them for me, I just wanted to be a successful writer, so I gathered the necessary sundown on 31/10/20 ...... I closed my room with express orders not to be disturbed any reason nor between one room, whatever happened. I reached down photocopy the middle of the room, and I drew lines around his text as requested in reciting the incantation. Then I pitched a Penitas I started writing on my skin magic words and signs. Pen tip penetrated deep into leaving meat cuts that blood began to flow. The pain was intense, like I'd patiently skinned but because it was to become the best writer. Before terminsemnele, weakened by pain and loss of blood, I fainted, but it was a loss of consciousness but rather a slip, a leak in which I woke up because the pain caused by wires all that was tied to a chair in front of a table filled with white sheets. I bind all demon grumbled unhappy and angry, pulling wire and supporting a seat back leg until it penetrated my skin and cut the flesh. Writing with pen on skin pain had an appetizer to what now endured. After making sure that I can not move only his right hand, he stuck a tube into a vein end of which terminates in a pen with the pen. The pain that flowed through the tube immediately covered the suffering caused by wires entering the meat, if I pour melted pitch through it. I felt my blood every vessel on fire and the fire gradually included muscles, organs and skin. As if it was not far enough pain, the demon took a saw and started to cut my skull cap. Each movement of the blade increase the suffering I yanked my head that make me feel like a light stroll through me. After the bone cut around, to put sharp claws cut and pulled. I felt the bone snap another explosion of pain as he nearly fainted but a demon inside the palm of my senses returned. I wanted to see and feel how my brain plunging directly into numerous tubes that descend from the ceiling and began to come a viscous black liquid. I immediately felt that I swell and stand to slap like a balloon but as in a dream I heard him telling me - Grab writing! I took my vein connected to the frame and started to fill the sheets in front of me. No matter what I wrote, my head explode writing ideas down on paper with my blood pressure if relieved of pain, and I've been writing increasingly becoming dizzy, until I lost consciousness from lack of blood .. ... When I opened my eyes I was in my room, fell over a lot of paper full of writing, erasures, notations between the lines. I pulled some clothes on, run over coagulated blood that flowed from the words scratched my skin and I went to the computer to transcribe pages filled trance. Never mind that my wife sat beside me with eyes full of tears, that I wonder what's wrong with me, I did a whole day locked in the room, I ignored it completely bent over the keyboard. No not at work I went, I had one thing in mind, to see and understand what I wrote. After two days, during which I slept only a few tens of minutes, and those split with his head on the keyboard, I was surprised to read the first chapter of a novel. It was the most amazing thing I read till then, was fluent style, the subject caught you at the first page, and the characters were excellently portrayed. I immediately wanted more, much more, and without taking into account the family and that there had been three days at work I again closed room full of gratitude that I will be better than all. I reworked the design and incantation after I resumed writing with pen on leather continuation magical words and signs but now the pain had become, it was a cold burn as the body gradually encompassed me until I slipped back to the table full of white sheets . No I have not sobered the chills that shake my body bound with wire and I got the demon hair and lifted my head saying -You lack the blood, you really need blood! I made a victim, you are ready to sacrifice to keep writing? -Yes! I replied without any hesitation, remorse or guilt. My conscience does not exist, all I wanted was the book and its success. The demon pulled a bag beside me struggling human form, took a tube and stuck the victim and the end to put in my mouth said to drink her blood. I pulled strongly and immediately came a wave of blood that I swallowed immediately. There had only two seconds to wait that the need written and published. I took my vein connected to the frame and started bedding down among the paper have not had that drink, or blood in me .... And I woke up in my room, walking in the midst of drawing the chest clutching a stack full of writing and drops of blood. Ignoring all the family begged me to say what I do, take care of me, I copied it into the computer and amazed by the beauty of reading the text of the second chapter. From home I gave out, the family was arguing with me feeling that something was wrong but I shrugged and lock me back into the room asking another demon and another victim. I went so snatch sleeping, eating only when I was on the verge of fainting, waive any communication and when I reached the last chapter I just happened to scribble signs and power to say the incantation. Shipped to my demon, tied to a chair, filled with festering wounds and pain, his voice trembling victim asked what I deserved but nobody was around. In front of me there was an angel of death, wings darker than hell, who untied me and led me to the pile of bags. With trembling hands I opened the first bag and I looked in there was my wife, I went to the next and I opened it I found my son, I went to the next and the next and the next ..... I sacrificed family friends, acquaintances, all that was of any value to me crazy sacrificed my dream to write a book and be the best. Hardened state and private, silent, mount the bags until the death angel took me there and put me back on the table. He plucked a feather from the wing and saw the top of it a drop of blood that left her bare fall on my brain. Immediately I was filled with frenzy and took frame carelessly writing me that he will drain the last drop of blood in my body. When I finished writing and put the final point, my head down on the table and I woke up in my room, but not in body but floating near the ceiling. I looked at my body collapsed in the middle of drawing, clutching at his chest last sheet covered with cuts and bleeding signs, now dry and filled with white worms, crawling, because the house was empty and thick dust and cobwebs covered everything. while I thought that I would be found by someone in a later, and that will take up the book, a whirlwind of fire lighting the began to absorb everything around me and bringing them back into the seat of punishment . Demon tied with barbed wire me this time and began to gather when I felt myself falling through and devour the whole, muscles, organs ... Watched serenely as meat from wire perceptibly heal, only regret was the best book ever brain was destroyed, and this was my punishment, to feel again and again endlessly durerileînfiorătoare ..... by Tonko Alexander
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