In the third part of the story, our hero began to uncover a dark secret that lurks beneath the surface in Jackson Hollow. Will he discover the true depths of the evil? The road that led out of Jackson Hollow was the same one that had led Abishai into town the day before. On that end of town, however, there were a few scattered farms. The largest of them belonged to Judith Bolling—so he had been told by the constable as they had walked back to town the night before. It wasn’t hard to make out which one it was either: two large barns towered over a picturesque farmhouse with an immaculate and ornate front porch.
Very compelling story. Are you planning on writing more stories in this setting?