(I've decided to begin a new series. It's based off of the different roles of the Town of Salem, and how they came to live, and, eventually, how their time in Salem came to end. Or did it? Only time can tell. Welcome, to Salem's Noose.)
Tales from Salem's Noose
Ancient legend tells of a tow, throughout history.
To many, the name of this town means nothing, even less due to its missing mark on the map. But to others, the name is enough to ignite a cruel, terrible fear. The name itself, of this place, is enough to send fingers of terror caressing any of these unlucky mens spine.
Welcome, to Salem's Noose.
Many of you know the stories, the burning of the Witches, the maddened lynchings. The simple stories of Salem.
Wrong...wrong...wrong, in comparison to Salem's Noose. Not a side town, no, but unknown. No man can find Salem's Noose, unless they will him to. Some make themselves a living in Salem's Noose, of the backs and pain of others. That's the only life in Salem's Noose. The Mafia has its hand in this hole of sin and treachery, a hovel of serial killers, arsonists, escorts and god knows what else.
Many speak of the supernatural, in Salem's Noose. It's not unbelievable, many here believe God would punish us this way.
Welcome to Salem's Noose.
You'll never leave.