I'm from the eastern shore where myths and folklore are overly abundant, and being that I had an affinity for the surreal and nothing better to do, I explored. One day, my little brother told me about his friends' and his excursion to crybaby bridge and all the wild things that they experienced. Shortly after, the girl I was with at the time and myself were in the mood for an adventure so we hit up my brother and his friend to act as tour guides for our own investigation. When we arrived to the street that would lead to the bridge, I was immediately overtaken by a sense of dread, tension, and bewilderment. It felt like home. I was immersed in the atmosphere of a perilous, winding back road, satanically tagged street signs, moonlight shining through the dead, gnarled tree limbs, and the cacophony of crickets, owls, and frogs which came to an unnerving rest the moment we arrived to the bridge. As we got out of the car, my brother and his friend immediately took off into the dark. My friend, however, took some coercing. When I finally got her out of the car and onto the bridge, I reassured her that this was all for fun and that there were no malevolent specters about to descend on us. It was at this time that I made a gesture towards the creek which was whispering a calming song, but then I saw something.... You can read the rest in a series that will be released by @oneimill 's comic book company, "Superior Comics," this upcoming year.

Wow @nayru great project! Well worth the price, good idea! Such a babe...