I want his head mounted on my wall and he wants a ring on my finger.
There’s something very wrong in Grimm Groves.
The bodies pile.
The mountain soaks with blood.
And everyone in my small town acts like I’m insane.
They smile in line at the general store. People I’ve known all my life die by the dozen and I’m helpless to stop it.
Then I find the villian waiting in my bed and he’s taken everything from me.
Since I’ve got nothing left, I’ve also got nothing to lose.
In this tiny town where nothing seems real maybe we can both get what we want.
