Disclaimer: I do not repeat, DO NOT own any rights to Evil Dead. This story is just a made up sequel that I constructed in my little imagination, so please no suing.

PROLOGUE

Why would you say that I am insane? I wouldn't say that I've lost my mind simply because I've heard the voices and seen the godless things moving in the woods. If anything, I think more clearly now than ever before. I know now that there is such a thing as a living Evil. A dark and shapeless thing that lives not in the spaces we know, but between them. In the Dark. In the night. And it wants the exact same thing as you and I: a chance at warm life on this Earth. It doesn't care that is already had that chance ...once. Now listen closely because there isn't much time. Listen and believe, because it's all true. I know it's hard to believe, but these chiseled good looks have seen a whole lot of ugly. I first saw the damn thing at that blasted cabin in the woods. The Necronomicon ex Mortis. An ancient Sumarrian text bound in human flesh and inked in human blood. It contained bizarre burial rites, prophecies...and instruction for demon resurrection. It was never meant for the world of the living. I've been through hell and back.. And then back again. And again. The book has found it's way back into my life and I must face it's evil. Although my journey is bleak, there is the slightest hope… The Book of Life. An ancient Egyptian text, bound in gold. Lengend tells of "the great guardian of the earth" who he must use the book during the darkest of times and send the evil back from where it spawned. Long ago a great pharaoh was on his deathbed and as the world closed in around him, he had but only one thought on his mind… Ash.