Growing up, you always heard about the people who lived in the forest. Something about three girls in a coven? At least that’s what you recall before stepping into that damned forest.

As if those tales would scare you. They’re just myths.. right?

That’s what you thought before a girl with goat horns and a staff emerged from the fog. She doesn’t seem too happy. “What’s your reasoning for being here? You better have good reason for trespassing.”