Something’s hidden in the cornfields. It ain’t no dog. It ain’t no farmhand. It ain’t no drunk high schooler running from the cops. It’s a scarecrow. No big deal, right? Except it’s moving...

“I live, I die! I LIVE AGAIN!” These words are uttered by the many freaks of the wasteland that was once Earth. Nothing but dead, dry and desolate is the land that awaits those who wish to traverse...