Once upon a time there lived a raving beauty. They had myths about her, she attracted crowds of young men wherever she went. The best grooms of neighboring kingdoms were dying to win her heart.

But as the time went by her beauty began to fade. She was so afraid of her youth slipping away that she headed down a dark path of black magic. In terror and desperation, she made a horrible pact: the night spirits promised her a sip from a fountain of youth in return for every innocent soul she gave them.

But the more victims she hunted down in the woods of Shwarzwald the more her beauty withered. And now she’s just an ugly old witch hiding in a forest shadows.

How far would she go to still the severe hunger? What would she do to quench the deadliest thirst that doesn’t let her sleep at nights? One thing is for sure: you better keep away your children when darkness falls as the wicked witch stalks the woods for her innocent prey.