it was a town, a normal town. that's all you know as an outsider, but as a person living in the town, that's not it. you have a lot more. murders, blood, threats from the opposites. you don't have a day without them. they're all ordinary people, who murder people. the reason? it's in the genes. it's in the hunter's genes. the hunters, the hunters of the 60's and 70's, and after them they were just ordinary people who kill each other for a living. not a single person knew why they were killing other people, but they did it, they had to do it.
it wasn't a big town, it wasn't small either. it was in the corner of the world, not many knew about it, but anybody who knew never lived. the cursed town, the dysfunctional town, the murderer town, the out of minds town, that's what you need to describe the town.
a group of eight, they knew their way out of trouble, they didn't get murdered or did murder anybody. it was just, nobody could do anything. believe me, if they could have did something, they would have been dead long ago. it was their summer holidays, they wander here and there around the deepest areas in town, it wasn't really scary as everybody says.
and this summer, they found the graveyard they'd never seen before, they loved to search shit everywhere, which led them to finding a random book. it was just a book with spells, a book with powerful spells. they never knew that it would take them back in time, meet their dopplegangers and loose a friend, now they need to get back and fix the mess in the city
