There’s something seriously wrong with the town of Black Hollow.
It’s a cold little town, between the middle of nowhere and oblivion, out in Ontario with a population around 11,000 people.
The town’s always been just slightly… off.
There’s slightly more abandoned buildings then anywhere else...
You are lying face up in a tall, swaying wheat field under a great, full moon. The sky's iris peers down at you lazily, so large and encompassing it could swallow the world whole. The dirt beneath you is dry and the air is cold. Your breath comes out in opaque clouds, drifting away before...