These days, people say that there's no such thing as normal. And in a way, they're right. Normal is hard to come across this days. But how far does it have to go for things to become weird? At the town of Deadwood, things are far from normal, to say the least.
In that town, myths run wild. If you enter the woods, you might spy a wild Sasquatch walking around the tree filled area. Or you could run into the Chupacabra. If you ever decide to visit the area (though I wonder why you'd ever want to) I advise trying to avoid that little fellow at all costs.
Go to the beach, and you might notice a wild sea monster swimming around. Don't worry, she's friendly. Others are not though. The Antiguan Giant, for example. Of course he can only be found in the far depths of the dark blue waters of lake Eerie, and only in that lake.
But our story does not start there. Instead let's hop to a small house on the outside of town. On the outside it looks like a fairly normal house. A two story house with white walls and light gray shingles. A few trees decorate the barren yard, a classic tire swing hanging down from one of their branches. The backyard leads straight to the woods, a dark, grim, and deadly area (Hence the town's name Deadwoods).
What family would ever want to live next to a place where people die? Why none other than the Ghast family.