DistortedDoll

Prologue Dusk descended like a dark veil upon the sleepy town of Temperance. Few where out and about as the full moon took its place like an alpha wolf, upon the peak of Saint’s Ridge. The superstitious never left there houses on what they liked to call the “cursed eve.” Wetting their door frames with holy water and hanging a cross above the threshold. They took every precaution to keep themselves and the ones they loved safe from the evil that would play on the eve of the full moon. Three girls walk through the barren streets, through alleys and past closed stores. Chattering away like hens in a henhouse. A dark figure follow