Monsters of the Hill

Long ago, in a thunderstorm that lit up the Tennessee sky, a mad scientist created what he hoped would be a marvel of modern science—a creature brought back to life from stolen parts. This creation, known as Frankenstein, found himself abandoned by his maker and alone in the wilderness, roaming the hills and valleys of Appalachia. Drawn by the flickering lights of Possum Holler Hill, he stumbled upon the haunted the Hill, where he was welcomed not with fear, but with curiosity and understanding by the diverse creatures that called the Hill home.

Once a wanderer across the misty hollers of Tennessee, The Troll took up residence under the rickety old bridge at the bottom of the Hill after a fateful encounter with a mischievous forest spirit. This spirit, captivated by The Troll's boisterous songs about life, love, and loss, cursed him to collect shoes from those who crossed his path—leaving a the Hill of mismatched pairs behind. Over the years, his collection grew, whispering secrets of wanderers and their journeys, each shoe telling a tale of its own, merging the essence of those who walked the hollow.

Deep in the heart of the Appalachian woods, a clever possum once roamed freely, known as a trickster among the creatures of the Hollow. One fateful night, under the light of a full moon, the town's beloved Witch stumbled upon the cheeky creature and, believing it to be a sign, summoned it to be her familiar. Thus, The Possum became the loyal companion of the Witch, tasked with guiding lost souls through the twisting the Hills of Possum Holler and keeping a watchful eye on the secrets that lay hidden in the shadows.