In the wild woods two villainous men make camp on good ground. Dusk covers the sky, night slowly painting the sky black while sprinkling stars in between. The evil men have a tied up young boy they kidnapped from a village that lays near the woods. Ransom is not what they seek, he is worth nothing; there is no vengeance, they have no history with the boy or his family. These two vile men seek only one pleasure, to torture the child and delight in his screams. The two men travel the countryside, capturing the helpless, torturing and murdering them for their delight. Today they caught a young boy, scooping him off from the fields while his family wasn't looking; soon they are going to make his guts spill over the ground.
"MMMPPPHH!" the boy wails, his mouth gagged, his body laying on the forest floor. The two villainous men ignore him as they make camp.
"MMMPPH! MMMPPHH!" he continues, the ropes the strongly binding his body from breaking free. Even a boa constrictor could not squeeze as tight as the binds.
"Will you shut up!" One of the men bellows. "Mike, shut him up.
Mike—big and tall compared to his tall scrawny partner Theodore—walks over to the tied-up boy and smacks him hard in the head. The boy gives out a muffled whimper, but Mike takes a liking to his suffering. He continues to hit him more.
Theodore sees his partner continuing to hit their prisoner, his raggedy coat and pants moving wildly in the dark as he continues his brutal beatings.
"That's enough," Theodore says to Mike "He's quieting down, save the rest of the hurting for later."
Mike stops, and comes over to help Theodore finish setting up the camp.
The two finish, make a fire, and begin to eat and drink (foods they have stolen during their criminal travels), eating good meat, while guzzling alcoholic drinks. The pleasures of the food and drink rile they up, a pre-meal before they begin to torture their unlucky victim. The young boy remains tied up next to a tree; he struggles to break free, but he is too weak to break free of the tightly tied rope.
Mike and Theodore continue to drink, the fire in the darkness makes their dark brown raggedy clothes on look like the attire malevolent beasts. However, little did they know that an actual monster prowls where they camp.
"*Hic* say Theodore is it time, I think we are out of drink."
"Nonsense," Mike says pulling another bottle of wine out of a sack "A *hic* few more sips. T-th-then *hic* we'll take care of the boy."
The two cackle as they pass the bottle and drink.
"Say you heard the rumors of these woods *hic*," Mike says wiping wine that fell past his lips off.
"What *hic* rumor. Must be s-some *hic* rural superstitious nonsense," Theodore says.
"I heard from one of the ladies from the village we took the boy from. That a specter haunts these woods. *Hic* they say ghostly woman roams around, feasting *hic* on the blood of unlucky travelers."
"Well we aren't some unlucky saps," Theodore says pulling a pistol out of his pocket and brandishing it. "The unlucky one is *hic* an-anyone who crosses us."
"Heh, heh. You are right," Mike says, then continues to drink from the wine bottle.
The two drink and eat, until they get bored and decide it is time to torture the doomed boy.
They walk over to their bound prisoner. The boy shakes in fear in his peasant clothes, as the two men smile sinisterly at him. Their yellow and deteriorating teeth reminded the boy of the monsters in fairy tales his mother told him before bed. The big bad wolf, and the demons he was told to be afraid of stand right before him. Tears flow down his eyes, and he gives out a loud cry through his gag. The men laugh at the frightened child.
"Look at his terror," Theodore yells with evil delight.
"Yeah! *Hic* do you think he'll *hic* piss or shit himself in fear," Mike says.
"If *hic* he *hic* does *hic*, I'll feed it to him *hic*," Theodore responds.
The two malevolently laugh. Theodore then pulls his pistol out, Mike pulls a big blood-stained knife out of his pocket. They cackle as they come closer and closer to the tied-up boy.
The men ready to torture and kill, but are stopped by a high wail echoing in the dark woods. The birds who are sleeping the trees, flap their wings and caw in distress, flying around through the dark night before resting back in the trees.
Mike and Theodore rush close to the fire, using its light keep them safe, and see what ever is making the noise. Theodore points his gun into the darkness, but nothing appears. He hears crunching and crackling for twigs on the forest floor, but does not see what is making the noise. The two hear the high wail again, followed by panting and gasping. Their bones shake with fear as they search for the maker of the terrorizing noise.
"Theo, what do we do," Mike whispers.
"Keep quiet you big oaf, maybe that screaming thing won't notice us."
"What if it *hic* is the specter."
"Those aren't real, now zip it," he hisses at Mike, continuing to point his gun into the darkness.
From the darkness a shadowy figure appears, making low moans as it walks closer. Mike sees that thing is shaped like a woman; her hourglass figure becomes clearer as she walks closer. Theodore then sees more of her, and he struggles to keep himself from screaming in terror. The woman is not like any they have seen. A dark grey cape rests on her nude body, hiding the blood stains that coat her pale naked body. Her light blonde hair flows messily with twigs and leaves entangled in it. Her face is looking down as she walks closer to the villainous men, but they see blood stained across her mouth and cheeks. As the woman comes closer, Theodore then sees the blood-soaked rapier she holds in her right hand.
"Halt," he then says, finding courage, pointing the gun at her head. "Stay back."
The nude pale woman stops, but make low moans and wails as she stands.
"What do we do," Mike says, his shaking hand struggling to keep hold of his knife.
"Keep calm. Keep *hic* calm," Theodore says, keeping his hand steady as he continues to point the pistol at her head.
Then the woman lifts her head up. The two see her red irises, followed by an enraged face. The woman gives out a horrifying scream, then rushes at the two. Theodore tries to pull the trigger on his pistol, but he feels his body unable to move. Mike does as well.
"Be bewitched and die!" the woman screeches, plunging her rapier into Theodores chest.
He screams in pain while she pulls the sword out.
"Wait! Wait! Wait!" Mike futilely says, but she slashes his throat.
The bound-up boy watches in horror as the woman hacks up his captors bodies with her rapier. When the two are long dead, when the woman starts to eat their flesh, pulling out their stomachs, hearts, and livers, feasting on their pulled organs, drinking any blood that flows from them. She then cuts out their tongues and eyes, eating them quickly; the pale nude woman making low groans as she feasts on the two dead villainous men. After watching too much of the horrific feast, the boys makes muffled gurgling noises, puking into his gag. The woman stops her eating and finally notices the bound boy. She drops one of the hands she was gnawing on, and comes toward to boy. He screams in terror as she walks awkwardly towards him, swinging her rapier wildly as she comes closer.
She stands over the boy, her red eyes looking down at him. He gives out muffled whimpers, knowing that he will be soon like his captors.
"Poor one. P-po-poor one," she groans. "L-lost. Lost."
The boy looks at her terrifyingly confused. Then she cuts his binds with her rapier, and pulls of his gag. Free the boy is relieved, but also confused.
"Thank you. Why?" he says, being careful with his words.
"Leave!" she screams at him.
"I can't. I don't think I can get up," he cries in terror. "Please don't hurt me."
"Then sleep. Sleep. All bad dream. D-dr-dream," she says, going back over to the two dead men to eat more of them.
The boy remains where he is and covers his eyes. He tries to sleep but it is hard to do, the woman's slurps and grunts as she eat the dead bodies keep him up. Eventually he does, and wakes up to the sunrise. He sees that the woman is gone, leaving the corpses of the men who kidnapped him torn up from her feast. Eventually he finds some local soldiers to take him back to his family. They hear from him about the nude pale woman who killed and ate his captors. The soldiers find the bodies and camp.
"It is her work sir," a private says to his sergeant.
"Yep, the Banshee of Norwood Woods claims another. However, these two killed by her were deserved. Kidnapping a poor boy for vile deeds. Hope their souls burn for eternity."
In a castle near the Norwood Woods, in the basement of this castle. A naked woman lies asleep on the floor. A dark grey cape covers her body, falling off as she awakens. She gives out a groan as she stretches her body and wipes the blood of her mouth.
"Again, it happened again. When will I be free of my curse," She says, finding some plain clothes in the basement and put them on.
"Lady Norwood! Lady Norwood! Hannah Norwood, where are you?" she hears from outside the basement. She know is it her servant, and heads towards the noise.