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Indiana Fields of FEAR

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SUMMONED BACK TO OUR ROOTS, WE SEEK TO FEAST UPON THE INNOCENT.

WALK AMONG THE CORNSTALKS IF YOU DARE, FOR OUR PREDATORS ARE EVERYWHERE.

INDIANA FIELDS OF FEAR WILL BE LOCATED IN THE HAUNTED MAZE AT EXPLORATION ACRES in 2013.


Welcome to Lamont, Indiana

Population: Undead

The year was 1843, the place, the southeast quadrant of Tippecanoe County Indiana. The village of Lamont was plotted by the L&N Railroad. The Railroad was planning for a major depot at this site for trains to pick up grain and livestock from the local farmers in Tippecanoe and surrounding counties. The village grew quickly and became a town. A diverse group of people settled here, both for the ease of travel via the railroad and for the commerce the town folks needed to buy. There was a schoolhouse, Dr’s office, General store, Butcher shop, Cemetery, Blacksmith, Barber, Drugstore and more. For 20 years the town grew and then in the year 1863, something ghastly came. It started with a plague, people’s bodies would begin to rapidly decay and then they would die a painful death. Some thought the plague was brought in by a traveling Clown show; others thought it was caused by whiskey that had been distilled in copper tubing that was removed from the local asylum. The people from surrounding towns became fearful and on October 1st, seven days after the outbreak began, the town and all its inhabitants were slain and put to flame. There was nothing left but the ashes that fertilized the soil. Today on that very site where the town stood is a cornfield. And every October people hear voices and confess to seeing strange figures looking through the cornstalks at night. So if you dare to walk through the cornstalks when the dark has fallen, they will be waiting for you. For the scarecrow of the field seeks new blood for the soil and new souls for the Executioner.

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