Meat Box

Gore Town sits on the edge of the world. It's the wild west for the more demented of the species. Extremes are the norm in this city. A darkness waits on the edge of a knife blade called the Whiskey Highway, an eternity of worn out black top dissolving into the horizon. What lies along this haunted highway? Werewolves, skin-walkers, and worse, things that come from the desert, unnamable things. Heroes will rise. Villains will survive. The human race had better be ready because if things work out wrong it'll be served on a plate.