Our heroes banter as they set up camp, unaware of the pestilence pervading the cemetery. For this is no ordinary collection of corpses, no...There is an unspeakable Evil in the earth here, and legend has it that, when the clock strikes midnight, it rises to join the living until the morning light. But who will remain when the sun rises?
Thank you so much, Cirtus! I'm glad we are able to keep it going!
I wonder what happened to the good sis.