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In a quiet moment in the Craven household (little lore drop there for you Constant Consumers, heh heh), our babysitter hears a plaintive cry. But she gives pause. What could lie behind the door? Another babysitter! All tied up and no place to go, heh heh... And she recognizes our purple clad protagonist. What secrets is our not-so-benign babysitter hiding?

Our ghouls in the art department have settled into a steady rhythm, producing about 1 new page every two weeks. We've tried everything: torture, not feeding them, playing Miley Cyrus at full blast... But old bones and dry skin can only go so fast folks. This is the best we can do! Still, there's lots of chills and thrills coming in future pages, so stay tuned!