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Dark Dimensions (2006)

Darrel Roberts has been given the Book of Keos, the key to the Gates of Heaven and all the treasure that lies within. The ancient monks who penned it wrote it in a cryptic language which only Darrel is able to read. But while Darrel is performing the translations, ruthless organizations and people are watching him, bent on possessing the book at any cost. Darrel's only hope may be a madman who seems to be everywhere and knows more than most about other dimensions. Will Darrel be able to stay alive long enough to complete his work on this desired book or will he suffer the same fate as the slaughtered monks that wrote it?
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Darrel Roberts has been given the Book of Keos, the key to the Gates of Heaven and all the treasure that lies within. The ancient monks who penned it wrote it in a cryptic language which only Darrel is able to read. But while Darrel is performing the translations, ruthless organizations and people are watching him, bent on possessing the book at any cost. Darrel's only hope may be a madman who seems to be everywhere and knows more than most about other dimensions. Will Darrel be able to stay alive long enough to complete his work on this desired book or will he suffer the same fate as the slaughtered monks that wrote it?

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Genre:Horror, Science Fiction
Directed By:John C. Lewis
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In Theaters:2/8/2006
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Runtime:122 minutes
Studio:Creature Productions

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