Almost at the same time as the unsuccessful raid on Saint Lawrence Parish happens, one woman only known as The (Un)Gorgeous Amity begins enticing more people with her videotape.
It doesn't involve the ghost of a girl who drowned in a well, but her vengeance is as seething as ever.
And that vengeance is covered up by a sweetness so saccharine, that anyone would theoretically get diabetes just by looking at it.
The videotape may be a piece of outdated audiovisual technology in this age of streaming video, but the woman herself entices people to submit to her, knowing they are suckers for nostalgia.
Here in the forest named, appropriately enough, the Forest of Amity, which is located at the western end of the kingdom, this woman conducts her deviant operations.
The forest encompasses a huge area, and her base of operations is hidden beneath a confusing maze, so designed that no one would have the balls to invade her domain.
