You wake up thrashing, dreaming of your village where the neighbours’ heads are on sticks, and everyone is burned alive.. this has been the most unsettling nightmare yet. You wear your clothes, and go on a journey to find Mrs. Beryl again. Her “special tea” is soothing and helps you sleep. Now, what tasks do you have to perform today in exchange? You knock on her door, and a unsettlingly beautiful woman, who’s appearance could be 90 or 14, ageless, in her navy dress opens the door. “It’s you..”