To the untrained eye, the Cartwright farm seemed a nice enough place. Peaceful, if a bit isolated. But looking closer, over Ma Cartwright’s neatly cultivated garden, past old Nana Cartwright in her rocking chair on the porch, one would notice something… unnerving. Not only did the sidings peel, l...

Once upon a time in the year 1850 there was an archaeologist who is an addict in gathering ashes and other artifacts from the dead. he traveled throughout the world to gather the pieces of the remains of the decease and store it in his museum as well as sell it out to the black market within his ...