A view of a path through a forest with trees in the background

Na cidadezinha tranquila de Redwood, where life followed a quiet pace and stories were told in whispers, Elizabeth and Anne were the exceptions. They always sought the extraordinary, o desconhecido, The Unexplainable. E, em uma tarde de outono, encontraram exatamente o que procuravam. The leaves of the trees fluttered in the breath of the icy wind, enquanto Elizabeth e Anne caminhavam pelas ruas da cidade, seus passos ecoando como um eco distante. The sun was about to set, Painting the sky orange and red. A sense of uneasiness impelled them, Like they're being called for something they can't explain.