Intro

It began not long ago, when a stranger's decayed corpse was discovered at the edge of this old village. And soon after that, the Raersputchs moved in. It was no more than plain surprise at the discovery of the corpse, but when the young and energetic Poulan was found dead, we knew something had come into this village uninvited. Upon seeing the writhed dead body, no one could have told it was Poulan, no one even his own family members, until they saw the birth-mark on his back. No longer were the bright, brown eyes, no longer was the curly, black hair. Poulan died an old man, and what more terrifying was the expression carved on his whitened face, the expression that speaks of an unimaginable terror. That was the start of it all.