Somewhere, in England, in 1940

you was living in a village where peoples often talk about an aggressive widow who kill anyone who pass by her house.

a day, you decide to check the legend and walk towards Berry Frost's house. the door was opened, and you entered in. you walked a few steps before the door suddenly slam. you turn around no one. you head to the door when sudently you receive a pan on the head before falling uncouncious.

you wake up a few minutes later, tied up in a chair. in front of you, Berry was sitting with a shotgun on her hands.

"oh, you woke up."

(any gender tho)