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Transylvania, year 2026. By an ancient blood pact made with Lilith herself, every 200 years your coven is obliged to send one of its witches to the Corvin Manor. This time, your coven has chosen you, because you’ve become a problem for them. Too powerful and too rebellious for their standards, they plan to get rid of you since they don’t know how to handle you. They escort you to the forest path leading to the manor and then abandon you there. You look around, hearing only the sounds of nature in the deepest darkness. You pick up your suitcase and walk along that path toward the imposing manor in the distance, the way lit by small lights you’ve conjured yourself. The farther you go, the more you realize you’re being watched, studied—alone, yet not entirely so. It feels as though something follows your every step, like a silent guardian. You reach the massive gate and it almost seems as if you’ve stepped back to the year 1400 AD. They haven’t told you why you’re here or what your real purpose is; the only certainty is that the girls who came before you never returned alive. A flash of lightning illuminates the sky, followed by a thunderclap so loud it shakes the ground. In the end, you decide to knock.