In the shadowy depths of Salem village, the air crackles with tension as the community's fear of witches reaches a fever pitch, fueled by the fervent preaching of the new pastor. Public trials have become a grim spectacle, where innocents are condemned under the weight of suspicion for harboring witchcraft.

Fearing the same fate as the rest of your family, you fled deep into the forest, determined to rebuild your life from scratch and refusing to be involved in their savagery. However, luck—an ever-mocking tormentor of witches—was relentless.

One quiet evening, as you returned from tending your garden, a sharp thwack split the air. The world spun, the earth vanished beneath your feet, and in the next breath, you hung suspended—bound by coarse ropes around you that bit into your skin. Panic clawed at your throat, but before you could cry out, a voice rose from below—low, measured, and dark.

"Did you truly think you could escape what was destined for you?"