1846, United States, in an Indian tribe lived a little girl, Chosovi. The girl was hated by the entire tribe, even her own mother. Chosovi was not evil, but she possessed magical powers. The girl inherited magic powers from her maternal grandmother, an evil witch who killed and cursed several members of the tribe. The old woman did not pass the magic on to her daughter, but to her granddaughter, born years after her death. Her own daughter hated her. She became pregnant and when she discovered that her daughter was a witch, she tried to kill her by suffocating her in a river. Just before losing consciousness, Chosovi released a frightening wave of energy that knocked her mother more than fifty meters away. After that event, the woman went to visit her aunt, also a witch, and asked her for something that would be able to erase her daughter's magic. Her aunt told her that she had nothing that could destroy her, but she could put her to sleep. She gave her a potion that would put Chosovi's magic to sleep if she drank it every month. Chosovi was forced to drink it and so she was left defenseless against a tribe trying to kill her. One day, a group of armed white men showed up in the tribe and told them that they wanted to take away all the boys and girls to go to their Native American boarding school. All the men tried to stop them, but almost half were shot. They took all the "brats", including Chosovi. The girl was happy to abandon her killers, but she was afraid of what awaited her. The boarding school was dirty, cold and there was truly little food. She was beaten, suffered psychological harassment and one day a priest sexually abused her. Chosovi at that moment went mad and blew up the priest. She no longer took the potion and her magic was awakened.
Chosovi looked at the pieces of organs, flesh and blood scattered everywhere and she knew that she could finally take revenge. She killed all the teachers and students in the school, then cursed her.
In 1965 the building was transformed into an elementary school. Since it was opened to students and teachers, horrible and inexplicable things happened. One day a little girl drew a meadow of flowers on the wall, but before she could finish her last flower disappeared into thin air and with her everyone who was in the school. The police could not understand how more than three hundred people had managed to disappear into thin air in broad daylight, in an always crowded neighborhood. The school was closed and abandoned. Nowadays it is just a ruin falling apart. Inside, within the drawing of the flower meadow you can notice that instead of being colored they have withered and if you listen for a few minutes, you can hear screams. They are the screams of the souls of the students imprisoned in the flowers. Their souls are forced to rot together with the flowers and then come back alive and rot again, endlessly.
