Seven women found dead in ritualistic formation lead a detective into a small town where grieving husbands share an uncanny unity. Beneath their respectable facades operates a conspiracy of male solidarity, where sexual predation and occult obsession intertwine with systemic violence. The investigation unfolds exactly as it should.
A fever dream of institutional rot seeping through small town Americana, Sanguis Septem is psychological horror that gets under your skin and stays there permanently. Every frame drips with wrong: synchronized grief that feels rehearsed, motel rooms that pulse with red light, and seven voices that speak as one.
Between moments of pitch black comedy and visceral terror, Sanguis Septem explores how complicity spreads like infection through systems that need it to survive.