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Guttural chanting reverberated in the dark forest as merriment resounded in the air from the nearby village of Austere as an old crone summoned her servants. One by one they appeared from the lowliest of Changeling to Queen Farbentel herself, the queen of the Unseelie of the forest. Long has this night of the Samhain been awaited by the inhabitant of the dark and terrible land of the Fey as the old crone was the dreaded witch Gretchel, the Mistress of the Devil's Forest and the last remaining chain upon the dark Fey's malicious ankles.

The Fey made a circle around the old witch and started to chant with her, unwillingly summoning the dormant powers of younger witches of the area. Various creatures inhabiting the forest cried and growled, merging their own power to the ritual as the village was flooded with dark powers, strings of magic going into the very soul of young girls of the village and awakening something deep inside some of them. As her chanting grew more desperate, the old witch hoped that at least one of these girls would answer her call.

In that moment, a few girls of the village were chased down by their own family on the ground of witchcraft. Their only hope was to reach the dark forest in time...