Green Room

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When I was a kid, I would have nightmares involving men with guns coming to my house and murdering me alongside my family. After waking up, in the middle of the night, I would lie still under the covers, quietly gazing under the door to see if I could spot any movement or any light that would indicate that the bad guys were outside.

The first 30 minutes of Green Room paralyzed me with fear the way my nightmares of old did.

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