Okay, so we'll admit up front that Scarfolk isn't necessarily an urban legend, because there's no doubt as to whether it's real - we know for a fact it's the creation of writer and designer Richard Littler - but despite being aware of its origins, the whole thing is so pitch perfect we can't help but be unsettled by it. What looks like a regular Blogpost page for Scarfolk Council is actually a collection of publicity materials and historical documents about the fictional town Scarfolk, an English country suburb that is perpetually trapped in a horror movie version of the 1970s. The best comparison we can make is if The League Of Gentlemen took out all the jokes and just left in Papa Lazarou, Tubbs and Edward. Artefacts included on the site include public information literature, out-of-print books, record and cassette sleeves, advertisements, television programme screenshots and household products, all of which hint at something rotten in Scarfolk to various degrees of subtlety. It's like the provincial English version of Welcome To Nightvale only, as we say, with less jokes and more cosmic Lovecraftian horror, with the intimation that anybody who enters the town is never permitted to leave and may very well be sacrificed to an ancient cult. Or else you'll have to eat your children. The fact that all this is presented in an artificial, Stepford Wives kinda way makes it all the more chilling.
Tom Baker is the Comics Editor at WhatCulture! He's heard all the Doctor Who jokes, but not many about Randall and Hopkirk. He also blogs at http://communibearsilostate.wordpress.com/
