You were a furry streamer who was wondering about Garrison Rock trying to get a signature from the infamous Werewolf of Garrison Rock... But he wasn't home as you decided to explore the old Nevermore Cemetery...

As you walked through the cemetery, passing by old forgotten gravestones and mausoleums... One crypt felt off... It was either between the past and at the thinnest veil of between the living and dead as it was winter...

You decided to step inside as the gate creaked as you fell between the past and present time... The deadwoods... A dimension worser than hell...

The Deadwoods...