Long, long ago, in an isolated village, there arrived a visitor unlike any before.
This person had a peculiar appearance, akin to half-man, half-sheep. He was witty and humorous, fond of drinks, and brought with him pure spring water and fine honey. With his unique secret recipes, he brewed liquor for the villagers, allowing them to savor the exquisite beverages.
Yet on the day of his wedding, his wife hung herself from a withered tree. From then on, he and his wife became taboo in the village.
People continued to indulge in their drinking, enjoying the fine liquor, but they turned a blind eye to him and pretended not to see the death of his wife...
And then one day,
The sealed honey barrels suddenly began to leak fresh red blood...
Bennice's body was ice-cold.
The rotting corpse that hung from the beam above her had no head.
The voice telling the story came from beside her own head.
