The people of Oakhill have uncovered an ancient ruins buried in the hill. Strange sound seem to come from it at night. Surely it's just the wind?  No such luck... The Stars Align, and perhaps it would have been best had we not disturbed the ruins, that some of earth’s dark, dead corners and unplumbed depths be let alone; lest sleeping abominations wake to resurgent life, and blasphemously surviving nightmares squirm and splash out of their black lairs to newer and wider conquests. Beware travelers, for it is the night of the feasts, and that is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.”   Now whatever has awakened stalks the shadows and waits for anyone who dares to face the darkness...