“You have the right to remain silent.”
That's how it begins. "You have the right to remain silent." You should also have the right to stay alive. But this is Ghost Lake and we don't play by the rules. If you read our backstory, you will know that nowhere is safe anymore, and everywhere has secrets. This place has a very dark past.
After the curse began to twist the minds and bodies of the townsfolk, the community built a containment facility disguised as a prison. Located on the outskirts of Ghost Lake, it was called "Last Rites," a final attempt at salvation, penance, or silence. But the prisoners weren't all criminals. Some were infected. Some were unstable. Others were never fully human again.
When inmates meet their fate, their charred carcasses are tossed in Bleakmore's Swamp to feed his clan. As you exercise what "rights" you think you may have, even if you decide to scream, you may meet a fate worse than confinement. You may see others snatched in front of you. There won't be anyone to tell. We can promise you one thing...someone WILL be there to read you your LAST RITES. We aren't that uncivilized. Sheesh!
The Riot
The walls of Last Rites could not hold the growing darkness. The guards were the first to fall, driven mad by what they witnessed. A final riot tore through the prison like wildfire, but when authorities arrived, the gates were locked from the inside. Everyone was gone.
What remained were cells scratched with symbols, confessionals soaked in blood, and a single word scrawled across every surface: "REMEMBER."
The Curse
The prison became a tomb. A place where the cursed were caged in hopes of containing the spreading sickness. But you can't trap what lives inside your blood. Now, the inmates and guards are indistinguishable. Every soul inside screams for release...because no one ever served their full sentence.