You’ve heard the rumour about that house in the forest, haven’t you?
On dark, frigid nights, when the wind cuts through your skin, and the white eye of the moon looks down on you, you must never tread into that forest. The stars may beckon you – may draw you in, between the tall, sturdy trees – deep into that lonely blackness. A flicker of light may dance before you for a scant moment, and stoke your curiosity. You may be deceived.
But you must never go to that house.
When you approach...