The van only has one spare tire, so you swap out that wheel and then limp down the road to the diner you saw in the heat mirage. To your surprise, it has a sign announcing that it’s Borderinos – … Continue reading Werewolves 143: Prison Break ’72 – Day 6

You’re in southwestern Indiana when you see the hand-painted sign: Visit Anomaly Hill. “That could be interesting,” says the Hamburglar, biting into a hamburger with blood on the bun. “They’ll never look for us there.” “The hamburger thief is correct,” … Continue reading Werewolves 143: Prison Break ’72 – Day 5

In the parking lot of Jorgensen Iron & Steel, Judith Stroan sits down with a security guard, while local law enforcement winds audiotape around reels. The reels spin up, and Judith takes a deep breath. “Please state your name.” “Sir … Continue reading Werewolves 143: Prison Break ’72 – Day 4

Pittsburgh is beautiful this time of year. Nah, I’m just fuckin’ with you. You are in a major steel city filled with three-ton automobiles that run on leaded gasoline. The snow is hard-packed gray and everywhere you go there’s a … Continue reading Werewolves 143: Prison Break ’72 – Day 3

After burying the opossum in a large snowdrift, making sure his body looks like roadkill, you decide it’s too dangerous to stay on the ground. The bus has a tourist map of Vermont in the glovebox, along with a half-empty … Continue reading Werewolves 143: Prison Break ’72 – Day 2

You make it deep into the forest before you realize the guards can just follow your trails in the snow. One of you remembers seeing a movie where the escaped convicts got away by walking in a creek, so you … Continue reading Werewolves 143: Prison Break ’72 – Day 1

The year is 1972, baby, aww yeah. You are prisoners at the Pomson Maximum Security Co-Ed Prison for Just the Weird Crimes, located in Pomson, Vermont. There are like three nice days here a year. The rest of the time … Continue reading Werewolves 143: Prison Break ’72 – Signups