Briarville
A small town in the middle of nowhere. Surrounded by endless fields and forest. The only way in and out is a beaten dirt path, but very few ever travel it. There is always a chill in the air, and it smells of smoke and the sweet smell of hay. Every so often, a train can be heard far, far off in the distance.
The people live a humble, but paranoid life.
There's something not right about this place, and it's better off to leave it forgotten.
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