Sense I was in Mississippi anyway I went to go see my brother. My brother John lives in the middle of nowhere surrounded my six acres on every side of his house. When I go to his house I always go and roam the fields. Little did I know what was in the fields this time, an angry dead Indian who wanted revenge, and skulls to add to his collection.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
When the Indians come back
TerrorDuring the witching hour a poor traveler accidentally awakens a Indian who wants him to die.
