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In the heart of a dense forest stood a quaint house, where a wise herbalist named Elsbeth once resided. She was the wife of a renowned doctor, who had been invited to the country by the president himself, to help with the many pandemics ravaging the land.
Their fancy abode served as a sanctuary for those seeking remedies and guidance during a time when hospitals weren't dreamed of, and whispers of witchcraft permeated the air. Elbeth's unparalleled knowledge of herbs and her compassionate aid to the community was widely known, however, it didn't stop the ire of those blinded by fear.
Soon after her husband passed, the notorious Salem witch hunts started and Elsbeth fell victim to baseless accusations. Brutally taken from her home, she became a casualty of the hysteria that gripped the town. Since then, the echo of her tragic end lingered in the very timbers of her dwelling.
A mysterious force enveloped the house after Elsbeth's death. Each person involved in her persecution, as well as their relatives, found themselves inexorably drawn to the house. Once inside, they became ensnared by an unseen power, facing a grim fate ... reminiscent of their own deeds? Rumors spread like wildfire, warning of a curse that befell any who sought to dismantle the house.
Over the years, the dwelling stood untouched, a silent testament to Elsbeth enduring spirit. Anyone who harbored ill intentions toward the house, driven by superstition or greed, met a grisly demise. The once-persecutors, now haunted by guilt, found no escape from the house that became a spectral guardian of the wise woman's memory, ensuring that justice, though supernatural, prevailed in the shadowed depths of the woods.