The Day I Died... *horror on Epping Island*

The day I died...

There's events that took place on Epping Island I cannot explain. Creatures believed to be excisting only in the nightmares of small children; come to life and stare you right between the eyes. And the cries of the living (and dead), suffering from eternal pain that will never stop. People say it's up to you to determine your destiny. In some ways, I guess that the human mind can be ever so foolish to fall for the lies you tell it. But the things I have been through. The enormous amounts of torchure and agony have shaped me into who I am. Or was. I never had a chance to tell myself those pretty little lies.

The island of, Epping. Everyday a new fright. Everyday a new challenge. Everyday a new clue.

My name is Leddy Evans. And this is the story about the day I died...