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Message: <blockquote data-quote="IKL" data-source="post: 29790338" data-attributes="member: 567503">Castle of Blood 1964*- I think life's cycle terminates with death and entombment; after that, well, there's nothing; it's the end. If there is some existence after that, if there is, I firmly believe that it's in the spirit. That may never die. Nobody ever returns from the dead, as in Mr. <a href="https://poestories.com/index.php" target="_blank">Poe</a>'s stories. I admit that I'm afraid, yet I'm not afraid of the dead. It's the living. - I'd lay a hundred pounds sterling on the theory that you could not spend a single night in my castle. Of all those who had agreed to take up my wager, not one has ever lived. Each year, I search like this: I seek to locate a courageous man to see if he's willing to spend the night in the castle and dispel the legend.- I'd be glad to take the wager. - Then you will go there tonight, the night of the dead. It is only from midnight tonight, the first midnight in November, until the sunrise that you may see the dead come back again to perform those tragedies that cost them their lives.<img src="https://i.ibb.co/LJYqxyh/vl.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" />"You know human beings, there are 3 forms of life. The weakest of them is the human body. Then the spirit that is indestructible. Then the senses. I proved that they're not eternal but continue normally after death in some bodies. Experimenting with this theory, I proved that the senses remain strongest when a human being is pulled from life by an act of violence. I've seen this frequently when there is an emotion. In other words, death isn't completely accepted unless the victim is ready to die. Every death is repeated tonight. Everything you see is in the past now. Be convinced the dead are in a different dimension. They are dwelling beyond your reach. You must learn to accept it. Watch closely, the dead are living on this night"**<img src="https://i.ibb.co/k0HDd7P/vlc.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" />"Tonight is your turn. You're in our hands now. You cannot escape your destiny. Your blood means our life. You cannot escape us, thru you we will live. Your blood will be our life"*original title·····Danse Macabre (Dance of Death)**The origin of Danse Macabre comes from composer <a href="https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&q=Camille+Saint-Sa%C3%ABns" target="_blank">Camille Saint-Saëns</a> who wrote his "symphonic poem" in 1874 [<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6TPgwy-nRk" target="_blank">listen</a>]. It is based on a superstition that claims that Death comes at Midnight on every Halloween night, and calls forth the dead to rise from their graves and dance for him while he plays the fiddle.<a href="https://pixeldrain.com/u/L23dwDDW" target="_blank"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/2kJSoUS.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></a> [<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZOmT2hw4_I&t=646s" target="_blank">watch uncut Italian version</a>]</blockquote>

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