Several disappearances and unexplained events have been registered shorty after the commercialization of an ancient statue linked to some legends from a mysterious place called "Reich der Finsternis" in eastern Germany, there is no know route leadin...
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Anneliese's diary
Only by listening to the words of the infamous witch's father did Liz manage to untangle several of the mysteries surrounding the intertwined lives of Amelie and Anneliese. The sisters represented the archetypal battle between good and evil, both born from the same womb. Liz's thoughts drifted to the statue of the ruined nun in the ghost town of Henoth, as well as one of the frescoes in the palace, where a nun, dressed in habit, bled, creating a scarlet river. She shared her insights with those around her, especially with Andreas and Tobias, who seemed transfixed by the flood of gathered information.
"It makes sense," Wolfgang said, flipping to another section of the book. "According to legend, it was in Henoth that Amelie Holzmann founded her order to counteract the blood curse. That's why they built that statue in her honor—destroyed after the massacre. And maybe that's also why Henoth was the only village to stand against Friedrich Holzmann centuries later."
"Exactly," Agent Tobias Fritz muttered under his breath, almost as if doubting anyone was really listening to him. He held the parchment titled Adversus Anathema Sanguinis and, after a brief pause, continued, "The asylum we found... it belongs to women who continued Amelie's legacy. Her order still exists," he explained, glancing at Liz before returning his gaze to the parchment. "They built the asylum to protect us all... from the beasts."
"How is that even possible?" Liz asked, intrigued.
Officer Andreas Berger pulled a small bottle of perfume from his backpack. Uncorking it, he released a floral fragrance that Liz immediately recognized—one meant to repel creatures infected with dark blood. To her, it was nauseating. The scent made her stomach churn, leaving her dizzy.
"The sisters in the asylum crafted this perfume from an essence they extract from certain flowers," Andreas explained in a professional tone, like reciting a mission report. "We still don't know the species, but we're certain the beasts can't stand it. We've been using it to ensure our safety on the journey here."
Liz almost asked why no one had bothered to warn her earlier, but then she realized, given her condition, she wouldn't have tolerated the substance either.
Before she could ask more about Amelie's order, Nick suddenly snatched the Holzmann family history book from Wolfgang's hands. Liz opened her mouth to protest, but Andreas gave her a subtle wave, signaling her to let it go.
Nick flipped through the pages, skimming letters and diaries of various Holzmann family members, most notably Amelie's. But it was Anneliese's writings that seemed to grip his attention. He picked up one of the diaries, and after a quick glance, stopped.
"I think this part could be important," Nick announced before reading aloud and translating the text.
Anneliese Holzmann's Diary, Written – 1628-1630
For years, I was condemned to live under the shadow of what I once called my sister. She and her precious order tried relentlessly to sway me away from alchemy, magic, and the occult. But I would not yield. Deep within, I knew my studies would grant me a gift beyond mortal comprehension—something none of those who hunted my sorcerer brethren would ever understand.
