Death isn't exactly something I think about. But ever since I lost my goldfish Nosferatu in second grade, I knew death was a part of life, and part of growing up. Thing is, here in Eerie, especially in Eerie, death and life - death, love, and growing up - seem to be all kind of mixed up sometimes. So it should come as no surprise that the first time I ever really kissed Melanie Monroe, we were in the Eerie cemetery. Too bad we weren't alone.
—from Eerie, Indiana, a other by José Rivera and Karl Schaefer
Active since January 1, 1970.
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