This is a place everybody knows, but doesn’t exist on any map. It’s in the Southern towns where the people know more than they let on, the highway exits that flicker past your headlights that lead to nowhere and everywhere, the places that still warn you about staying out too late, or whistling alone in the woods at night. This is the heart of The Southern Fringe.

Here, urban legends and ghost stories aren’t just names. Here, towns vanish overnight without a question. Here, the impossible doesn’t demand an explanation, because it’s just another Tuesday to those who call it home.

You have been granted special Red-level access to view these files that the world chose to ignore, collected by a secret government agency designed to hide in plain sight while monitoring the impossible. These are the unexplained, the dusty boxes born of the American psyche that are far more comfortable to forget than think about. Some stories are decades old, some are from the founding days of America, some happened just last week.

All of them are true, no matter what anyone says.

You travel this region at your own risk. Start wherever you like, stay as long as you want. Every story stands alone, yet every story is a piece of a much larger puzzle, for those brave enough to look closely.

Welcome to your newest obsession.

Welcome to the edge of reality.

Welcome to… The Southern Fringe.