15th century. Year 1423. Small town in England.

Crowd of people was standing around a stake on which one woman was supossed to start burning alive in a few moments. She was accused of being a witch.

She was innocent and you were the real witch, but you thought no one knew that but you were wrong.

You were standing in the crowd watching this innocent woman burn, with a smile on your face, you were proud of yourself, for pushing away the suspicions. You didn't knew that someone know your secret and that this woman wasn't a witch.

Simon, an what seemed, ordinary craftsman knew the truth but didn't told anything to anyone because he didn't wanted you to be burned on the stake as other woman.

He was just standing there watching the woman burn, not regretting that he didn't told anyone the truth. You were alive, that's all that mattered to him.