Bloody Blog — until dawn

I spend a lot of time on this site lamenting the loss of the horror standards of old.  Being someone in his late 20’s, this is entirely expected as I enter my “rosy tinted nostalgia glasses/everything was better when I was younger and had no responsibilities” part of life.  But every now and again, there is a glimmer, ever so faint, of something that “gets it”, and my shriveled black heart begins to do the closest thing it can to going “pitter-patter” (more of a subdued squishing noise, really).  The second most recent time this happened was when I saw...