Hangman’s Hill is plunged into darkness as the spectral mist invades every inch of the woods and the chapel. Somewhere in the mist, the watcher spies its prey with eyes as empty as graves.
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Death's Embrace - Back
Light fades as the anomaly closes in around you. Trees, graves, walls - all is enveloped by the otherworldly mist. Deep in the murk, worlds away and yet drawing ever closer, the cold light of the watcher's gaze radiates before you. It is time for your reckoning.