Wicked Swamp

country of steaming swamp. Only reptiles and insects call it home anymore. At one

time it was people with an evil cult of devil worshippers and the disciples of

Satan still walk this land on nights of the full moon. So people stay away from

here. I wish now that I too had stayed away. But now of course it's too late for me.

I had come to the marsh that fateful afternoon with Professor Ernest von Kleinschmidt,