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Every decade, a sacrifice must be made to the Scarecrow of Hollow Fields. This year, the sacrifice is me.
Welcome to Hollow Fields, Kansas, population: 624.
Fifty years ago, the townspeople took it upon themselves to deliver justice in the wake of a brutal murder spree. They tied up the killer and left him in the field to stare at the house where he committed the murders and think about what he did. They expected him to starve to death out there. They expected him to rot on the stake. Instead, he disappeared, never to be seen again. Since that day, each...
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