Either surrender to the darkness or be drained of all that sustains you.
It is not enough that I win…everyone else must lose. I will teach you, make you stronger, and together take what is ours.
Join me, this is the season to be captured by the darkness.
to my home in the darkness of the catacombs. And they all remember me.
I am every nightmare you have ever had. I am your worst fears come true.
I am the very thing you fear…now October is upon, and I have come back.
There is a stench of blood and flesh in the air.
The lust for the beating heart is overpowering and my family is hungry.
I can taste your sweetness. And I can feel you as you make me stronger.
I hear that noise that you want to make but are too overcome by terror. Now is the time for you to decide.
Will you surrender? If you don’t, where will you be when we begin to feed?.
Ever want to know what it would feel like from the perspective of Deimos? Check out the Vamp cam in the Catacomb Blog for a first person view!
Its dark, your clutching the person in front of you and right as you recieve the fright of your life, Scream Cam captures your groups reaction! Take home a 5x7 momento from the resident Vampire.
Following in the footsteps of Jack the Ripper, James “Cutter” Johnson is one with the shadows, stalking his victims through the night with his razor sharp knife, hatchet, and his favorite pair of sheers. Survivors would say that the last sound they heard before seeing their own blood on the ground was the sound of his sheers scraping together, but there have been no survivors. James has become fond of wearing the face of his victims and is always on the hunt for the next “facelift”. If you hear the sound of his sheers scraping together, be cautious, for those might be your last breaths!
In 1884, on his way back home, in Columbia City he was stopped by two strange men that had just escaped from the old Whitley County Jail. One of the men stabbed the good Dr. As he took his last breath, a pale fanged shadow descended upon him with an offer he couldn't refuse. His body was buried in the local cemetery, but his soul became part of the Haunted Jail. He now spreads disease on people's souls as for the payment of his master, Lord Deimos.
His techniques with rehabilitation were known far and wide. But after meeting Deimos and the Horde, his practice became that much more….shocking!
He has no story. He just kills you!
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