For several months now, dusk never set on this farm without sending shivers down the spine of the locals. The crops rustle in weird, rythmic patterns. The trees suddenly creak and moan all in unison. Malformed silhouettes shamble around in the fields before disappearing. The farmer and their family are now gone. Nobody really knows what happen on Everdusk Farm. You were sent to investigate at your own risk for a meager reward. As the last rays of the sunshine illuminate the dilapidated farmstead walls, you can hear a faint growling emanating from behind the treeline. It's getting closer.

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