Lucas knew he'd messed up. He woke up to find a mystical being staring at him. “So umm… you’re saying you’re a witch? Yeah, right,”

he said, trying to laugh it off. But she didn’t laugh. She only gave him a piercing glance. How did it all start again? Oh yeah... a drunken mistake. He and his college friends had dared each other to perform an old ritual from a local legend about a witch who once terrorized the country. To summon her, they had to spill blood into the lake while chanting an ancient incantation. Then the storm hit. One by one, his friends met their ends—James slipping on a rock by the river, Aisha getting stabbed with a fork, Wenny hitting her head on a tree. Were they really accidents? Then, a coffin emerged from the water, pristine and white. That’s when he blacked out. Now, the creature was in his room.