"It’s just a movie, Leo," Chloe laughed, tossing a handful of popcorn at the driver. But Leo wasn't laughing. He was staring at the projection booth, where a tall, hooded figure stood perfectly still, watching them instead of the screen. One by one, the group began to dwindle:
: Jax went to the concession stand for more sodas. He was found later, pinned to the nacho cheese machine by a rusted film reel spike.
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