as you walk through the streets of East Hornwood, you can hear the clacking of hooves. you can hear the woman that sit at a little pastry shop talking softly to each other, the men smoking cigars near a lamp post just down the streets laughing and speaking of some event that will be held at the park that night and how much fun that will be. children rush past you, and all seems well- however, you're quite new, aren't you? you are completely unaware if the dark happenings that take place in the alleyway and the underground.



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