Curse of the crimson moon

nt smell of moss and earth filled her senses while her feet brushed old wooden planks that made creaking sounds under her weight. The

r time. The weight of history bore down on Olivia as she walked behind Michael through the shadows. The soun

ate it seemed to avoid disturbing th

while his tired eyes showed both fear and urgency exactly how they had since escaping the house. It's

r breath came in short gasps. "You mean people l

far wall. Michael's fingers moved softly across the surface while he traced the worn markings that had faded

. "Your family and mine." We're tied to this curse, Olivia. Our connec

ead of any cold temperature. How are we tied to this curse? My mother-she kne

d spoke in a soft tone because the words felt too heavy for louder speech. Something old. The pact granted them power as long as they kept the creature bound to the land. The original int

ivia like an icy wave and her stomach

lood. This creature depends on the curse and sustains itself by devouring fear. Power. The creature hunts you b

Olivia stumbled backward. Wh

ely a monster, Olivia." The creature exists as a direct embodiment of the curse which it represents. According

ated with a sense of verti

a ritual. The ritual provides the means to break the curse permanentl

pressed herself against the wall for s

l offers us two outcomes: either trap the creature once more or eliminate it entirely. The decision presents si

he burden of his words pressed do

it from pursuing you and yo

about where to start." My mother never talked about this. She never received informati

e wanted to keep you away from the truth that your family was destined to face. Your mother hid the truth from you b

e realized the mirror's importance. Is that whe

the creature trapped. The power that held it in control gradually diminished through the years. T

anic started to engulf her. And now...

l tone. The creature will keep hunting you unless we stop its power

thout control struck her for the first time. The creature represented more than just a monster because it stood as a s

asked in a fearful whisper. "

collect the necessary tools to perform th

couldn't avoid it. Michael was right-they had to face it. There was no running anymore. T

ce while her body continued to tremble

t together. But we need to be ready.

ack now. The beast had come to destroy her life and claim he

ould