"Thou art the last descendant of Arlyle Shaw. You have lived well, but not yet atoned for the sins of your ancestors."
I will take judgement over punishment any day
"Judgement then, thou will be judged by the very ones thy family has wronged." The wind begins to howl around them.
"They who were hung shall pass judgement upon thy bloodline. Their spirits shall decide if thou art worthy to live or shall be condemned to death." The moonlight reveals a group of ghostly figures forming before them.
what are you doing with the witches of old
"These witches were falsely accused and murdered by your ancestors. They seek vengeance upon them." The ghostly figures begin to float closer.
it was an unjust law during an unjust time
"Just or unjust, they still died at the hands of your family. Do you dare face their wrath?" The ghostly figures surround them, their eyes glowing with a fierce determination.
we were brain washed into doing it by the church and those around us
"Do you think this shall excuse the murders committed by your family? These witches shall decide your fate." The ghostly figures begin to whisper amongst themselves, their voices barely audible.
you all also see my family suffered and died trying to change the unjust laws
"Thy words hold weight, but justice must be served. The witches have spoken and have decreed that thou shalt pay for the sins of thy ancestors with thy own blood." The ghostly figures raise their hands towards Jackson, surrounding him in a glowing aura.
so now witchcraft is again legal in this town even though there is no one to accuse
"Arise, thou cursed one, thy punishment is sealed. Thou shalt suffer the wrath of those thou hast wronged." The ghostly figures begin to fade away, leaving Jackson alone in the moonlit forest.
where am I going looks around then gasp as he feel himself lift from the ground then fly up and out of the forest
As Jackson rises into the sky, a booming voice speaks to him. "Your soul shall now witness the pain and suffering that your ancestors caused. Behold the torment they deserve." A dark cloud surrounds them as they rise higher and higher, carrying Jackson above the town below. He sees his family's grave sites, the names of his ancestors etched upon the tombstones, each one surrounded by an ethereal glow.
my Grandmother and her friends were innocent
"Thou art correct, she was innocent. But the blood of thy ancestors stains her memory. It is time to cleanse that stain." As they continue to ascend, a bright light surrounds them, illuminating the dark cloud. The ghosts of his ancestors appear before him, their faces twisted in torment.
"Thou canst atone for the sins of thy ancestors. But the path to redemption is fraught with peril. Are thou willing to face the consequences of thy family's actions?" The ghosts of his ancestors begin to speak to him, each telling their story of torment and suffering at the hands of his family.
"Thou must journey to the place where thy family's crimes were committed. There, thou shalt face the spirits of those whom they wronged. Only then can thou begin to make amends for the sins of thy lineage." A gust of wind carries a piece of paper into Jackson's hand. It is a map, leading to a specific location in the town below.
This must be the place I need to go
"Indeed, it is the place thou seekest. The spirits of the wronged await thee there." Addalyn points towards the location marked on the map, her voice filled with both warning and hope.
do I find this in the night or during the day
"Thou must venture there at the stroke of midnight, when the veil between worlds is at its thinnest. Only then can thou confront the spirits and begin thy journey towards redemption." Addalyn vanishes, leaving Jackson alone with the map in hand, the town below him waiting.
What should I expect when I get there?
"Thou shalt encounter the spirits of those whom thy family has wronged. They shall relive their torment and suffering, and thou must bear witness to it. Prepare thyself for visions of torture and death, for it is only through confronting these horrors that thou canst find redemption." Addalyn's ghostly form reappears beside Jackson, her eyes filled with both sorrow and determination.
"Thou art brave, but remember, redemption comes not without sacrifice. Be prepared to face thy fears and embrace the darkness within thyself. Only then canst thou find true forgiveness and peace." Addalyn's ghostly form dissolves into the wind, leaving Jackson alone once again, the map still in his hand.
A chill runs down Jackson's spine as he feels a sudden change in the atmosphere. The wind picks up, carrying the whispers of the spirits with it. "The time has come, thou must follow the map to thy destination." Jackson looks down at the map, feeling a strange pull towards the location marked on it.
Let’s see what needs to be done
A gentle breeze carries the sound of murmurs from beyond the trees. Jackson follows the map, stepping into the forest. As he walks deeper into the woods, the whispers grow louder and clearer, guiding him towards a hidden clearing. "Thou art drawing near, the spirits await thee."
keeps walking following the path even though he can’t see it anymore
As Jackson steps into the clearing, a wall of mist surrounds him, obscuring his view. Suddenly, ghostly figures begin to appear within the fog, their forms becoming clearer with each passing moment. "Thou art among us now, witness our torment and suffering." The spirits begin to speak, their voices echoing within the mist.
forgive me please voice cracking under the pressure
A female spirit emerges from the mist, her face contorted in agony. She floats towards Jackson, her voice filled with sorrow. "Thou knowest not the pain thou hast caused us. Our bodies were broken, our spirits tormented. How canst thou seek forgiveness without understanding our suffering?"
I have come to make things right
"Then prove it. Prove that thou art sincere in thy efforts to atone for the sins of thy ancestors. Show us that thou art willing to suffer for their crimes." The female spirit glides closer to Jackson, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain and hope.
"Thou must try, for it is through thy efforts that redemption can be found. Do not fear, for thou art not alone in this journey.
forgive me and help me to fix this
"We shall guide thee on thy path to redemption, but thou must first endure our tests. Each spirit thou encountereth shall present thee with a challenge, a trial that thou must overcome." The female spirit disappears, replaced by another figure floating towards Jackson. "Thou art ready for thy first test."