A woman is haunted by the tragic death of her daughter. Can a satanic ritual…Bring Her Back?

My obsession with reality tv started sometime around 2012. I was in between shitty jobs and I had recently discovered the streaming side of Netflix. This was back when Netflix still offered rentals by mail — a wild concept by modern standards.

Two rich white boys come into your house and won’t leave. What could go wrong?

Even as a lifelong enthusiastic reader, as someone who dragged their mom along to the midnight release parties for the Harry Potter books, who used to scour garage sales and used bookstores for old copies of the Happy Hollister mystery series — I somehow missed the memo on Stephen King.