you were a witch. and that was enough to damn you.

the church, a special sort of place that held no true worship or joy, had captured you, you were one of the unlucky pagans to have not fled when you should have. and now you were in the clutches of the priest.

it was torment, waiting for your demise or later use, you had figured their scheme eventually, they were using witches to summon demons, to take their name and command them. and the ritual was coming, the full moon, tonight...