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Welcome, traveler. Close the shades. Light a candle. Brace yourself. The night is young and a story awaits you. There is much to tell...

One dreary night, a band of wanderers walked down a dark, misty road, when suddenly a chariot of bones appeared, heralded by an angry skeleton to spread nightmares across the land. It was on this devilish eve that these unsuspecting travelers became cursed to forever be the Friends of the Bone Chariot! They were bound by hellacious powers to tell stories so frightening that the Bone Charioteer would only have to ride once a fortnight.

Dare you dance with the darkness?

March 20, 1949. Maine. Four travelers. One missing woman.
Last stop, Madawaska...

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