Country life is tough. In folklore, the country attracts the toughest and most determined people – those dedicated to striking out in undeveloped land to develop a fortune for generations to come.
But the reality is far from this. The cheap land has attracted the misfortunate that can’t afford to live in the city. Towns centre around the local pub; alcoholism is par for the course. School is the only launchpad out of the malaise, but even then, it’s much easier to kick back.
Nothing ever changes, nothing ever will. Better to accept the world for what it is.
Such is life in Penrith; a distant outer suburb where nothing ever happens – and yet, unbeknownst to its residents, something stirs beneath their streets. Something ancient; something indescribable.
Something that wants to reclaim its home from the invaders that have settled atop its hunting grounds.
Something that has been awoken.