She is a mysterious and horrifying figure, rarely seen clearly by anyone. Her face is always half-hidden behind long, tangled black hair, and her pale, empty eyes seem to pierce through darkness like cold knives. Her expression never changes—it’s blank, yet haunting, as if she has not felt human emotions for centuries.
She comes out only at night, silent as a shadow. She selects her victims carefully—lonely souls, the forgotten, the weak. And when she strikes, it’s not wild or savage—it’s disturbingly calm. She drinks their blood slowly, like a ritual, savoring each drop as if it’s sacred.
After the kill, she carries the body back to her garden, a large overgrown lawn at the edge of the forest. But she doesn’t just bury them—no, she performs a dark ritual over each corpse, whispering ancient chants. It’s said her garden is no longer a garden, but a hidden graveyard—one where the dead are not truly gone, but bound beneath the soil, forever under her control.
She comes out only at night, silent as a shadow. She selects her victims carefully—lonely souls, the forgotten, the weak. And when she strikes, it’s not wild or savage—it’s disturbingly calm. She drinks their blood slowly, like a ritual, savoring each drop as if it’s sacred.
After the kill, she carries the body back to her garden, a large overgrown lawn at the edge of the forest. But she doesn’t just bury them—no, she performs a dark ritual over each corpse, whispering ancient chants. It’s said her garden is no longer a garden, but a hidden graveyard—one where the dead are not truly gone, but bound beneath the soil, forever under her control.
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00:00as she seemed. In 1974, in the quiet town of Little Stewart, there was a woman named Mary Juan,
00:06though everyone called her Little Mary. Mary had a strange and dark secret. People in the town
00:12whispered about her. They said anyone who upset her would disappear without a trace, but no one
00:17suspected her of any wrongdoing, until one day a boy named Alligator went missing. He had been
00:22delivering groceries to her house. His family searched everywhere, but all they found was a
00:27single grocery bag left on Mary's doorstep. The police questioned Mary. She stayed calm,
00:32even offering them tea. They searched her house, but found nothing suspicious, so they left.
00:37One night, however, a neighbor saw something chilling. Mary was in her garden, digging under
00:42the moonlight. The next morning, the spot she had been digging was replaced by a neat and beautiful
00:47flower bed. Over the next few months, more people vanished. Strangely, Mary was always the last
00:53person to see them. Eventually, the horrible truth came out. Mary had been using her victims
00:58as fertilizer for her garden. When the police finally raided Mary's home, she had already
01:03disappeared. What they found in her bedroom, though, was something so horrifying.