By Phil Rossi

Darkness has encouraged worry due to the fact mankind first watched the sunlight move down. undesirable issues conceal at nighttime feral beasts with mouths filled with razors watching for a flavor of flesh. yet now, the darkness is stirring with a lifetime of its personal. Crescent Station is the final bastion of civilization, floating within the chilly, outer platforms the place colonized area offers option to the sparser settlements of the Frontier. just like the increase cities of far-off Earth s previous American West, Crescent Station is a gateway to energy, wealth, and chance for a person who isn t afraid to get his or her fingers soiled. yet deep in the station s bowels, in Crescent s darkest and so much mystery areas, an historic evil is awakening and hungry, and it threatens the very textile of house and time. Will the citizens of Crescent Station give you the chance to prevent it sooner than the phobia drives them insane? Or is it already too past due?

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