In Whispers from the Hollow, the moon doesn't just rise—it warns.
With the Blood Moon on the horizon, Blackmoor is tightening like a noose. Old legends stir, iron daggers whisper in diaries, and creatures long thought extinct are clawing back into the town’s bloodline. The vampires aren’t just back—they’re organized, angry, and armed with century-old grudges. And if they succeed under the Blood Moon’s crimson light, Blackmoor won’t survive the night.
“I wasn’t just walking back into their...