This is our new home. Our camp... believed to be fortified with the spell of a supposed thousand years old witch, Gwen, who lives amongst us now. My father, the king found her when we went into the woods to hunt one faithful afternoon, how she did it no one could tell but she ensured my father became restless with the help of her magic till we found her lying in the pool of her own blood. When we brought her home, many wondered what vicious animal could have attacked a human like this...while the physician attended to her wounds. News of death awakes us in the middle of the night and before morning hundreds of our people had died. With similar marks, a bite in the neck. What kind of creature could have done this? The King asked... Gwen, who has just regained her consciousness answered "Vampires".. She told us what to do and casted her spell to surround us.. Now, as the clouds began to form and sun about to set, The night awaits!! Will her magic work????