But from that land there festered a stain of malice and sorrow. And one night, under the light of a full moon a hungry spirit was born from that cursed tomb.

    Soon the villagers noticed that when the moon was high strange things began to happen. Goods began to go missing. First kettles and broomsticks. Then the chickens, the cats, and the sheep started to disappear, one by one. 

    Before long the first person vanished without a trace, and every moon after that a new soul was always taken. The people grew fearful that a phantom lurked through their village when the moon was bright. Whispers said that the ghoul brought its victims to the old ruins hidden deep in the trees.