~post by Steve(n) A frigid, damp breeze blows in from the swamp, dappling your shivering body with sharp pins of unforgiving moisture as an unseasonable fog unfolds over the village. One by one, marsh lights blink into existence over the haunted mire, illuminating the decomposing, alligator-torn remains of escape attempts forever fettered by their unlucky … Continue reading The Nightmare Factory: SPEAKS THE NIGHTBIRD Pt. 2 →