When one coming to Nowhere, Kansas, they find a large empty desert with not even sand to grind on traveling feet. Nearby is a mundane town with a corrupt mayor and surprisingly content townsfolk who simply go their way of life.

Furthest away, is a cropless chicken farm with a massive windmill owned by Eustace Bagge and his wife Murial, along with their purple dog, Courage.

However, this simple land has such a dark past.

390 years ago, 1,945 people, human and Faunus, accused of witchcraft and Fallen were dragged to this barren lands on chained feet and sulfating fear, each one tied to one of the 1,945 stakes that were planted on the dead grounds, each one set ablaze with screams of fear, pain, and horror. The tower of smoke was seen across the country side and maybe the clouds that spread were seen around the world. The bodies were left unmarked and forgotten with the delusional people telling the native tribes that the burnt land was cursed, the tribes, out of respect for the dead, in turn avoided the area.

The one who lead this act was Ernest Bagge, the local elderly priest of the settlement who's fear and paranoia of the Fallen drove him mad and his madness spread to the others. They raided other settlement with help from the local Native Americans who were promised land back from the settlement which was given. They traveled from Massachusetts to where Kansas would stand, a 3 day travel with them stopping periodically for sleep, nutrition, or for the rest room.

23 years later, Ernest's great grandson, Cletus traveled with a number of settlers to what would be known as Kansas to expand on the newly founded America's territory. By then, the burnt out bodies of the 1,945 were buried under plains of dirt with the stakes they were tried from now nothing but mulch, so the travelers built a rural town over the unknown burial ground. One of the settlers jokingly said they should call the town Nowhere, due to the vast uncivilized area surrounding it, but the others, charmed by the joke, named it that.

120 years later, a multitude of people came to Kansas to settle down after the Gold Rush, one of which was Jiles Galette.

Jiles was a simple boy from a family of 13 in Texas, who wanted know wealth and prosperity. There he met a soothsayer who gave him an odd book filled with a great number of mystical tales and spells. When he and his 9 brothers managed to mine $770,000 worth of gold, they moved to New York City for a wealthy home while each of them when their own ways.

Jiles married his childhood sweetheart Ashley who 30 years later due to smallpox, but they had two beautiful kids, Sophie and Dudley who grew up to be successful people. When the next generations of his family became decadent with wealth and fame, Jiles left to Kansas built his farm with a windmill, a complete rarity at the time due to most relying on watermills built by a horde of vandals.

When a great drought rendered the watermills useless, Farmer Galette was the only one with a working mill bring him much more customers and money than most of the farms in Kansas. The vandals despised him for this and wanted to murder Jiles for unintentionally humiliating them.

But Galette keep the vandals at bay by carving magical symbols from the book given to him by the soothsayer on the blades of his windmill. The vandals superstitious believes gave them immense fear of the symbols and left never to be seen again. Legend has it, if the windmill ever stops turning, the vandals will rise from the grave and seek vengeance on all who posses it.

Years after Galette passed away from natural causes, a graveyard for death row convicts was built by the windmill which was abandoned many years later and was a farmhouse was built over the cemetery.

After the civil war ended and the industrial age began, Nowhere could rival Detroit in the industry market, the city becoming famous for the hard labor and harder workers. They even became the one to invent the first energy weapon when an inventor unintentionally weaponized a Tesla Coil, pulverizing an empty horse carriage.

During 2001 however, everything changed.

On one long and arduous day, a Fallen by the name of Atlanaca lead a swarm of Grimm into the town. Due to few Huntsmen and fewer fighters, the town was overwhelmed until many brave civilians took up arms and fought. Despite many casualties, Altanaca and her horde was driven back.

However, for 2 years after that attack, a black storm enveloped the town, it was too thick to enter as it covered even the barren rock fields. After the storm dissipated, a team of Huntsmen was sent in to investigate. The results horrified them and those whom they reported to.

The town sported gutted and internally wrecked buildings with makeshift barricades of barbed wire and wooden planks, used minefields with sot painted everywhere on the streets, and empty gas shells with homemade chemical weapons

They soon found a multitude of dead and alive fighters with oddly anachronistic gear, flak jackets mixed with leather armor and animal skins, the head gear consisting of gasmasks with night-vision googles. Their weaponry was equally anachronistic, laser weapons along with modern and western time firearms, some with dust rounds and others with normal gunpower bullets, one was even carrying a musket from the civil war.

They seemed completely unwilling to give intel on what happened, as the only information that could be gathered was from audio logs, letters, journal entries, and oddly research notes.

Here is some of could be gathered.

This was from a journal found in an apartment building in the hands of a deceased fighter:

"Day 1: The fog came in and... we lost all contact with the rest of the world. James spotted a horde of Grimm on their way but we have time. We're going to raid a gun store and the police department for firearms and gear. Everyone who knows how to handle a gun gets one to join the fight. I pray to Glob We have enough for now to hold them back."

"Day 3: It took 13 hours but we drove them back but not with out some dead and injured. We know they'll be back though, so some military officials allowed us to handle laser weaponry they were delivering when the Grimm attacked. None of them have any idea how long it'll remain, so those above 15 are being trained to handles guns. While I don't like it, we don't really have a choice in the matter as we need all the help we can get. A general is in charge now, so I guess we answer to him until help comes, if it comes."

"Day 7: We took a bad hit today, a flock of Nevermores came down and we could barely hold out. The general assigned a watch post, 13 watch during the day, 13 watch during the night. The kids and civilians are scared out of their minds and I don't blame them, I'm scared too."

"Day 12: We're running low on supplies and we don't have enough to repair the riot suits we stole, so we had to get creative. The suits have been mixed with animal skins and leather armor and belts. We're also running low on power cells, so while the scientist make more, we're getting regular guns, old Winchester repeaters and double barrels from the old times, I know regular bullets aren't that effective on the Grimm but we got enough to last us months. I'm gonna be on the night shift for tonight, let's hope things are gonna go smoothly."

"Day 23: We're out of dust rounds so we had some people raid the dust depots to make more. Thankfully, we've got another weapon to use. The scientists have been using cleaning supplies and poison dust to make homemade chemical weapons. We will be the first ones to test them when The Grimm come back. Everyone's losing hope though, and if I'm gonna be honest... So am I. Ugh, I need a freaking drink."

"Day 26: It worked! The chemical weapons killed the Grimm before they could even reach us! Everyone cheered so much our throats went raw, and we drank show much I blacked out. Thankfully, we got plenty of the chemical weapons left, so we can relax for now."

"Day 57: 7 civilians just died from illness. At first, we didn't know what was gonna one before the scientists said the disease was made due to our abuse of the chemical weapons. Now, everyone's under ground while the ones sent above ground have to where gasmasks as it's transmitted through the respiratory systems. The people coming down have to go through a decontamination process, just to be sure. I really am starting to get worried."

"Day 89: The General is dead. He used a suicide bomb when the Grimm cornered him. His Lieutenant has taken over after the Grimm suddenly left. Glob, I'm so freaking scared, man."

"Day...I don't remember: We've been spread thin. Me and a few others are holed up in this apartment as lookouts. While the disease is gone, we're not taking any chances. I want this to be just some bastard nightmare but it's not. I just hope that if hope comes, it'll be a megaton."

"Day ?: To anybody who finds this, I'm probably dead. We've been overwhelmed, and I don't know how long until I'm next. Hannah, I love you but I never had the guts to say so, I love mom, I love you dad. I'm gonna miss the rest of the world. But we took out Atlanaca, so at least I could help with that.

I've only got a few rounds left and I'm stuck here in this apartment, so looks like I'm staying here for tonight. But if today's my last day, all I can say is

DON'T. TRUST. SEBBEN.

This is Di Lung, signing out."

This note was found in the elementary school on the desk of the principle:

D7: Entryway to bunker. Password: 3846

E7: Armory. Password: 9287

F7: Supply room. Password: 2501

When the teams investigated the bunker, it was full of hysterical civilians of various ages, most suffering from malnutrition. Upon investigating the armory and supply room, both room were empty expect for a body near an empty box of flan. The autopsy revealed the person died of starvation.

This was from an audio log from one of the scientists who was found dead unground with a pistol in his mouth:

"To those who find this recording, I am Dr. Jericho Vindaloo. We have been cut off from the rest of the world for approximately 784 days. We have had continuous attack by the Grimm at a random span of time, the shortest being 4 hours, the longest being 3 months.

We held them back for as much as we can but we have had trouble with resources so if a patient come in I am forced to compensate if I can provide. What I do know is the only thing keeping us from devolving into cavemen is that the town's dust generator can last for at least another 7 years.

The other doctors have been making whatever they can to help the fighter above even if it's not much. At some points, we made things worse.

The chemical weapons we made caused many aliments and diseases to mutate beyond anything in medical record, thankfully however, they died of after 4 weeks. But at that point, the civilians became too paranoid to go above ground.

But while above ground studying weather patterns, we discovered something strange. There were highways very near Nowhere's entry road. That should not have been possible as the entry road to Nowhere is at least 30 miles away from any local highway, so we naturally sent a team to investigate.

We link a camera to each of their suits as to see what they saw, they drive a Ford 12 miles out and they approached what appeared to be a destroyed and desecrated GrimmFall.

There were skeletons everywhere, Nevermores pecking at remains through the buildings, but what caught our eyes was a banner that read

'HAPPY NEW YEAR, GRIMMFALL! 2054!'

We were stuck in the future. Most of us panicked but I managed to calm them down, the team returned and we agreed no to speak of it.

If anyone finds this message, I am content. As I will know if we came back or someone survived. All I can say is

DON'T. TRUST. SEBBEN.

This is Dr. Jericho Vindaloo, signing off.

The tape ended with the sound of a pistol cocking.

243 people were taken to GrimmFall for treatment and temporary or permanent housing, while Nowhere was demolished and rebuilt.

No one knows what happened in those 2 years, but I believe perhaps it is better left unsaid.

Eustace and Muriel Bagge soon moved into Galette's farm the following month and found Courage after he was rescued from a mad doctor who viewed sending dogs into space as a way to make 'Super Dogs.'

Due to new people moving into Nowhere after the disappearance in 2001, not many know of the horrors that befell that seemingly simple town.

And perhaps not knowing is best when it comes to when you're in Nowhere.

Just some thing I had way to much fun writing. Please, review and make some theories.