Darksoul

So my friends you have come back for more. It is a joy to see you again. I told you last time that there is so much more to this tale, and if you take a walk with me I will be glad to tell it to you. I told you that our tale began in the woods, but for now let us leave these woods behind. For this journey we will need to walk between two worlds, one that was and one this is. Once there was a small path cut deep by wagon wheels the path leads deeper into the woods to the east, but we must trace the path to the west. Just outside the woods was a meadow, once deer grazed on the grass, the flowers were endless. Now as all things succumb to time and as it must be man feels he has to change thigs. This once nice meadow with grass growing as high as the eye, is now a park. At the far end of it a baseball field has been build, and at the other end swing, slides, and a few other things for kids to play on. When school is out at this park one could hear the crack of a bat hitting a ball, the squeak of swing chains, and the babble of kids. At night the teens would hang out smoking stolen cigarettes, and drinking beer. Now this park is grown over no one plays there anymore. The woods has claimed it as one of it's many victims.

Just outside the park we move into the town. This town is a rather small town noting too special about it at all. If you had visited it you might just forget about it in a few days. A dusty little dot on the map a downtown that is nothing more then a crossroad and a few stores. Like most towns this size it had a church on the aptly named church street. This church long conge replaced by a more modern building that now serves as not only a place of warship, but as a makeshift townhall. The bell that once rang out loud on Sunday mornings still exists now hanging in the monastery. However due to a storm that seems to happen more often theses days the bell has not run in years. However if the wind blows right you can just make out a ghostly pall the dyeing breath of a long forgotten age. Just down the road from the church is the police station just like in years past there is nothing too remarkable about this place. It still holds a few cells mostly for the town drunks or as holding cells until the state police can come pick up some trouble maker. However it is here that just like the monk our next person of interest makes his entrance on to our stage.

Jim Cooper had been the sheriff in this town going on some twenty years now. It was the old family tradition his father had been the sheriff before him and so had his grandfather. Just like both his father and his grandfather Jim had to deal with the strangeness of this town. Jim had just gotten off the phone with the wife of a man who had not been seen in almost two days. Most normal folk would just say he ran off with another lady and the next time you heard from him would be when he was served the divorce papers. However he was not the first to go missing in this town nor would he be the last. Jim had a stack of reports of all sorts of people going missing, and a file cabinet going back to his granddad of missing people. It was geeing to the point where he felt as if all he had to do was fill out a few of the reports and when the call came in just add a name to it.

At one point this town may have been normal but folks around here couldn't recall a time when the sun had shined bight or when it wasn't raining. Around this town people just hurried home kept to themselves and hopped they wouldn't end up in Jim's file cabinet.

So friends we have made it this far into our tale. However sadly I must leave you once again. Do stay with me until the end. Next time we meet you will want to stay close to me. Take my hand and prepare to walk to the east down the path past the monastery and deep into the heart of the woods. We will look into the heart of the beast and see what made this town what is truly is today. We will find out what our friend the monk was doing, and so much more. My dear friends before we reach the end of our journey more questions then answers will arise but you walk with me, and I will show you what you want to see.