July the fourteenth, 1883: Being rather rudely awakened after a night of drunken revelry; Half-Rats is thrust into a rather dire situation. Utter calamity has erupted in the streets outside of the general store which he calls home - calamity of the most unnatural and horrific kind, that is. Now he and the shop keeper, Mr. Trask, must hold out against this infernal host of creatures together. Will they survive the night?
A little something different!
This is interesting.
I love spooky stories that take place in old times.
That's the best spooky story I've heard in a while. And you, sir, are an excellent reader. Nothing from today's creepypastas can get anywhere near this gem!
some zooming images and you can put this in the game x)