In the late 18th century, New England was haunted by chilling folk tales of winged monsters that lurked in the shadows, their eerie presence feared by all who crossed their path. Today, bats soar across Rhode Island’s night skies, reclaiming the darkness as their own, a living testament to the legends of old. They strike with precision, their legacy etched in the fabric of the night—unseen yet ever-present, the creatures that haunt the skies.
Welcome to the Vampire Capital of America — Here, legends are not just stories, but a force that drives every victory.
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