Temporarily Closed - The village had a name long ago, but nobody remembers it now. Nobody wants to. People have learned to give it a wide berth. Strange things happen there… dark and horrible things… One late October night a stranger wandered into the town. The cold outsider continued along toward the local inn, either unaware or uninterested in the effect his presence had on the inhabitants. He only asked for a meal, but his voice had an unearthly timbre that sent a chill down the innkeepers spine…There was no need to ask what the problem was. It was clear to them that the odd stranger wasn't welcome, and they undertook to remove him from the premises…Somebody pulled the hood from his head… No one can describe what they saw then… The villagers soon discovered the consequences of being inhospitable to a demon. Strange things emerged from the woods after that night. The dead no longer slept quietly in their graves. Creatures that had never before been seen became all too common. And the townsfolk… the townsfolk changed…one can’t exactly call them people, now. And if all that weren’t enough, the curse attracts more evil to itself. Awful things find their way there, drawn by the pall that hangs over the place like a dark cloud. There’s not much left of the village anymore, except for a few odd buildings here and there. Most people know to avoid it. Some who wander in lose their way and just… never leave. Ask the performers in the little circus that came to town a few years after it happened. They’re still there. They’ve changed too… You can go there if you don’t believe this tale. The path is just beyond those tall trees. Don’t look at them as you pass by—they don’t like it. And I’d recommend that you don’t look back… Good luck…