The Devil's Coven, as they called themselves, took the blood of their kills and poured the remains, bones, innards and all, over the roots of a tree deep in the heart of the forest.
Rumor had it, the tree grew so poisoned with evil, it took on a demonic personality of its own and lured unsuspecting victims who ventured into the forest to their doom.
Before she died, Agatha cursed the line of Solomon Kayne, swearing she would drive them all into such deep madness, they would either take their own life or die from the strain.
As time went on, the people of New Castle forgot about the macabre findings. The town built up; its modernization burying the evil beneath the tides of history...
Ridiculous superstition. Megan thought to herself. Nothing but myth.
She would soon find out, however, that nothing could be more true.