Dan drank heavily, and closer to midnight he got behind the wheel. A dark cold forest crept up to the highway on both sides. The icy air whistled on the rear-view mirrors. The driver closed his eyes for a moment. And when he opened them, he saw a person calmly crossing the road… Too late to brake. On the black asphalt only bloody streaks remained. Dan’s body he never found.
Two years later he received an anonymous letter—a summons to meet in the ghost town of Hursleik, in an abandoned mansion locals call “The Witch’s House.” Otherwise, the stranger promised to make public the incident on the night road…