"somewhere, in this cold, dark world, there is a town that goes by the name Pestin. Pestin is a very quiet town. Empty houses line the cold and dismal roads. At the end of one of these roads lives a deserted mansion. Only few know the incredible story that hides behind its moldy green brick walls"
"October 23rd, 1918. Everything was stripped from us... our pride, our families, even parts of our bodies."
"On October 23rd, four sixteen year old children and their dog, went missing... they were never found and presumed dead six months later... "
" this completely destroyed their families... they died unhappy... "
" nothing was heard from these kids until 100 years later... "
This is my first story, it's also a comic but I haven't made time to draw it... so it's just like this for now. It will probably be better if I completed the story here so I can draw it out later....