You run home and the sheep are upset. One has gone missing and your door has swung open, it\u2019s light wood smudged by something dark, sticky, and pungent. You rush into the darkened hut.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello, Eirik.\u201d<\/p>\n
You turn and see a woman \u2026 but not quite. Her eyes dark, her dress is covered in tar, and she speaks with your mother\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cGet away from me, witch!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSuch mean words, child. I\u2019m here to help. I know all, I see all. I know that you want something, want to know something.\u201d<\/p>\n
You turn back to her.<\/p>\n
She smiles, \u201cI just want one little thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
You \u2026<\/p>\n
You run home and the sheep are upset. One has gone missing and your door has swung open, it\u2019s light wood smudged by something dark, sticky, and pungent. You rush into the darkened hut. \u201cHello, Eirik.\u201d You turn and see a woman \u2026 but not quite. Her eyes dark, her dress is covered in tar,<\/p>\n