• Midnight. The witching hour. There is a time when our world plunges deep into the depths of our dreams. When our greatest fears are turned into reality, and our dreams tangible. Ghosts, goblins, demons, and monsters all roam freely on our plain, looking for innocent souls to torture endlessly. Ghosts roam through their dark pasts, revisiting the condemned halls and corridors in which they met their untimely demise. Demons run through our thoughts, corrupting and darkening our very minds. The old hag rides high on her broom stick, cackling her hideous laugh. The night mare gallops fast on it's hellbound track. The witching hour; none can escape it.