You’d heard the folktales, the warnings people whispered around the village. Never walk around Adlersbrunn at night, especially alone. But you never took stock in fairy stories, so there you were when you heard a screech from the shadows. You hurry faster, feeling something watching you, following you. You turn a corner before feeling your body be pushed into the wall. You turn frantically, now face to face with a banshee, her pale white eyes looking into yours.