Deep in the Louisiana bayou, there is a single shack that sits alone within the gator infested waters, with seemingly nothing else around for miles.
But every so often, small boats of tourists show up at night to see something grand.
Something supernatural.
Inside of what looked like an ordinary gift shop, two men were seated around eating a deeply southern meal of chicken and sausage gumbo with a hearty medley of vegetables and a heaping slab of buttered cornbread on the side.
Just because they were feeling extra peckish this evening, the two men had fried up some frog legs as well, and were enjoying them with hot sauce and a few cold beers to wash it all down.
Not only would they sleep like a rock after this, but they would pay for it on the toilet in the morning as well.
One of the man was fat and had red hair and a choppy beard.
