T.A. Creech

Rich has lived in the North Carolinian wilderness for over two years, and while he's heard the stories, he never actually believed they were true. Even after witnessing it for himself, Rich still isn't sure he believes in what’s happening around him. He knows one thing for sure -- he's going to have to rescue the man he thinks is being sacrificed, no matter how much he hates violence.<br><br>The guy on the table is a honey-coated wet dream, and Rich isn’t sure what to do after saving him from what appears to be a cult in the middle of the forest. So much for the quiet life.

Carolina Burning

“When I first came here, the locals in town warned me about building a cabin out here, saying some weird shit about finding dead animals and a couple of bodies a few years back about twenty miles west of us.” Rich ran a big hand through his hair, and Chase got the impression that Rich was attempting to figure out how to say what he knew. “I thought they were just scaring the new guy in town, until I started finding dead and mutilated creatures closer to my cabin. At first, I thought it was the local wolf pack, but the wounds on the dead animals I found weren’t caused by a wolf. So I began listening to the rumors. People had a lot of speculation, but one thing keep popping up in every version.”


Chapter 3