As the Legend goes 59 young women go missing. In From all around America. From Texas, To Maine, To Hawaii, To Oregon, To right here in Durham, all the way to Tulsa. No connection. Except all were under the age of 40. They joined a secret cult and did all kinds of unmentionables. From stealing babies, to robbing banks, to murdering for crops. You name it, they did it. Years later Police find the bodies of 50 of the women. They drunk arsenic. Not knowing there were 9 other women.
During the autopsy the doctors found that in total these women had 200 kids. No hospital records, No death certificates. Nothing. All the know is the "cult" is full of women and children and wandering the forest, only to strike and disappear. Called the Women of Ajuoga
It's camp fire stories, honestly. Those weren't my mothers or the group alone I was with. But there was no explanation for my childhood. Nowhere to take me back to, no one who would've claimed me. To some of the students here I'm living proof of the folklore.
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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