"Something had happened in 1964, something to do with corn, and religion. Perhaps a religious mania had swept them? Alone, all alone, surrounded by miles of the rustling, secretive corn, alone under a million acres of blue sky. Alone under the watchful eye of God, now a strange green God, a God of corn, grown old and strange and hungry. He Who Walks Behind The Rows. Burt felt a chill creep into his flesh."

- Stephen King, Children Of the Corn, 1977