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Scugdale Rd
The Village
Perched high upon a hill, it is open and exposed to the elements, the only protection is a dense black wood that often eerily traps the mist as it descends from the dusky sky. At the edge of the village, the river Skurne flows around the land. Known as 'The Black Path' and thought to be from another realm.
Rumours began circulating when the village started mining for coal and minerals, with secret tunnels uncovered by curious villagers. The mystery surrounding these tunnels persist to this day.
“Flip is a green catfish I once saw at the black-and-white bridge on Salters Lane near the village.
It swam through the shallows, climbing over stones
as if pushing its way up the River Skerne.
The black-and-white bridge a place steeped in local
folklore—stories of ghosts and strange shadows seen in the dark
linger to this day.”
—Ronald Craig
Follw Bonny on her path to face the Tall Man
“The village is an old coal mining settlement, and back then, every home relied on coal to stay warm. Each night, before bed, I would have to head out into the pitch black to pack up the fire—no light, just the raw presence of nature around you. You moved quickly, always aware of the dark. But sometimes, the night would seem to play tricks on you. Shadows would shift, the wind would rise without warning, and the door might slam shut behind you—as if the night itself wanted to trap you outside.”
—Ronald Craig
Through the dark woods a witch lives far from help.