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HOME SOMEWHERE ELSE Flash. Fire lights up the screen as the Nitro logo appears flashing amongst it. Edward Newton and The Red Death stand in the lobby of a rather large house. It’s empty, but looks like it could be ... Read More

INANIS SOMEWHERE ELSE Darkness. There’s nothing but Inanis; the empty. Sat in the middle of this abyss of nothingness is none other than Sigil. He sits, his mask strewn about the floor along with his cape. We can’t see his ... Read More

SILENT NIGHT SOMEWHERE ELSE Click. The Slaughterhouse logo flickers in glowing neon as snow begins falling all around it. It then cuts off. Our camera pans to the right, into darkness, shortly followed by the view of a large oak ... Read More

911, WHAT'S YOUR EMERGENCY II RECORDED EARLIER Click. The Slaughterhouse logo flickers in glowing neon. Last Week… Thump. “Shots fired; shots fired.” Cold open. Smoke wisps away from the officers drawn weapon as we see the barrel pointed directly at ... Read More

“NINE LIVES” SOMEWHERE ELSE Click. The Slaughterhouse logo flickers in glowing neon. The Laboratory. Everyone else may have been released last week, but Darby Sorrow wasn’t that fortunate – he was released only unto Sigil. He sits in a chair, ... Read More

“ESCAPE FROM MIRROR LAKE” Cold open.A hulking figure stood in a white robe stands with his back to us, his long white hair flowing down his back. He’s facing a wall, his hands spread palms down upon it as the ... Read More

“RED.” Recorded Earlier. Crash! Bang! Crash! The sound of medical trays and utensils being tossed across the room is how we arrive back in Doctor Wells’ underground laboratory. Wells himself is sat cowering in the corner, watching as Sorrow searches ... Read More

“BROKEN HEARTS I” SOMEWHERE ELSE Click. The Slaughterhouse logo flickers in glowing neon. Screams. Static. Black & White. It’s the dead of night. Pitch black. Gasp. Darby’s eyes open abruptly. He sits up, wondering where in the hell he is. ... Read More

“RUN” Click. The Slaughterhouse logo flickers in glowing neon. Screams. Static. Black & White. The sound of an exacerbated pant echoes as Stephen rushes through the front door of his home, leaving it open behind him. He yells for Darby ... Read More

“THE DOCTOR WILL SEE YOU NOW” SOMEWHERE ELSE Click. The Slaughterhouse logo flickers in glowing neon. Drip. Drip. Drip. In a dingy basement turned laboratory, a leaky faucet echoes throughout the dark and drab interior. There’s a large chair in ... Read More