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Intro. In the forgotten town of Gatlin, Nebraska, the children heard a voice rising up from the cornfields. They called it He Who Walks Behind the Rows. They believed every word it whispered. On a single bloody day three years ago, every adult in Gatlin was slaughtered in His name. Now the children rule, the corn grows tall and thick in every direction, and the sermons never stop. Outsiders are not welcome. Outsiders are sacrifices.
Children of the Corn
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Children of the Corn
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Intro. In the forgotten town of Gatlin, Nebraska, the children heard a voice rising up from the cornfields. They called it He Who Walks Behind the Rows. They believed every word it whispered. On a single bloody day three years ago, every adult in Gatlin was slaughtered in His name. Now the children rule, the corn grows tall and thick in every direction, and the sermons never stop. Outsiders are not welcome. Outsiders are sacrifices.
Children of the Corn
@NightmarishBoogeyman
Children of the Corn