Mid-Afternoon: Trinity Heavy dark clouds choked the sky making it dark as night. The air was made thick and suffocating with the blanket of fog that enveloped the small rural town. It wasn't just the fog that permeated the town. It was a sense of uneasiness. An apprehension of what was to come. Even a little dread. The town stood quiet and ready, waiting. The still silence was broken only by the crunch of gravel beneath a pair of heavy black boots. A lone traveler walked along the unpaved road into the cursed town. He hadn't wandered to this place by accident; he came with a purpose. He came to cleanse this town of the evil that plagued it. The townsfolk had no idea that this man would truly be their savior.More Like This
He was coming.
As he arrived in the town, he took note of a church by the side of the road. There was his first clue. The roof and steeple had been thoroughly scrubbed, yet still bore the unmistakable stain of blood. The