Formy’s blood bath

The Violent season is coming and Formy studio is ready to present its new capsule collection completely inspired by dark feelings and horror movies.

Look into your dreams!
Beyond where the clouds form a memory of your screams.
Look into your fragile mind.
Does it deliver you into this decaying time?
Keep painting the pictures of your brain turning outside in.
Are you ready for reality to fall in?
I didn’t think so;
the dark is already in.

No, this isn’t a comedy, it’s a horror movie. People live and people die, and you’d better start running! Don’t be fool, Ghostface is here for you. Sidney, just hang up the phone! Don’t look inside your closet, just look out the window. Seventeen years have passed since then, and he’s coming back, wearing his mask, holding a knife. Be careful tonight, lot of nutters are coming out on Halloween.

Hello Sidney and No way Home are specifically designed to hide the cold sweats running down your back.

A nursery rhyme you’re somehow familiar with echoes on Elms Street:

One, two, Freddy’s coming for you.

Three, four, Better lock your door.

Five, six, grab a crucifix.

Seven, eight, Gonna stay up late.

Nine, ten, Never sleep again.

He scraped his fingernails along things. Actually they were more like finger-knives or something. Something he’d made himself. They made a horrible sound. Don’t you hear it? Don’t you feel its cold, iron touch through your clothes? Sweet dreams: What are those scratches? Freddy had been here.

Cristal Lake, no place to hide. People go missing around here, outsiders come, they bring trouble. We just want to be left alone, and so does he.