A soldier that wouldn’t stay dead made their lives waking nightmares. They buried the abomination’s head to stop the killing, cast it into a cursed well where plague and insects festered in the dark. From the depths came a voice that damned them all, “I curse this Earth! Black waters shall take you! Vermin shall thrive in your flesh!” An empty threat perhaps? Generations passed, the secret forgotten, until drought drove Crow Hollow to dig where it never should have. The Black Water had been waiting for them. They unleashed a hidden flood that spread like veins beneath the land. The Black Water brought life at first, but soon utterly corrupted all it touched. Insects grew monstrous. Illness took the town. The sick began to transform. The dead refused to stay buried. Now the town is under quarantine, the infection is spreading, and something in the darkness is calling its missing pieces home.

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