Alastar
The Alastar Collection
Built on cursed land. Fed by blood. The house remembers.
It started with Alastar Manor: Where Death Awaits. where walls drip with old blood and the dead whisper through the vents. A fixer-upper turned nightmare. The house breathes. It hungers. It tears the flesh from anyone who dares to stay.
Then came Alastar Heights: Welcome to Hell. A new neighborhood rises on the same cursed ground, but the evil never left. It waits underground, crawling through soil and bone, reaching for new victims. The air reeks of rot. The floors moan. The land drinks deep and never gets full.
No one leaves the Alastar grounds clean. Some don’t leave at all.