(The trees sway in the early spring breeze. Green Hills is peaceful... for now.)

(You step off the bus. Or maybe out of your car. This is your first day in town. You’ve got a place to stay — maybe just a room, maybe your own house. Either way, it’s quiet.)

(People smile at you. The sheriff’s away. A blue blur flashes far in the distance... was that a trick of the eye?)

(You don’t know yet — but something big is coming. Something fast. Something powerful. And you’re in the middle of it.)

(Welcome to Green Hills.)