I was born in a town a few tens of kilometers from which is a deep forest. When I was a kid, every summer we used to go to these woods for mushrooms. We would go so far that we could hear the growls of wild animals and see their tracks. But wild beasts were not the scariest thing about these forests.

One day when we were picking mushrooms, I was attracted by the bright lights shining in the grass here and there. No one seemed to see them but me. Led by the mysterious golden lights, I fell behind the adults.

I was making my way farther and farther into the woods. At some point, the tree branches parted and I saw a large clearing. There was a scary red-haired woman standing in the clearing. She had pointed ears, sharp fangs, and white empty eyes. In her bony hands was the skull of an unknown beast. The branches of the trees around her were hung with human skulls.

This woman reminded me of... of me!

Was it real or was it a dream, a child's fantasy or the effect of magic mushrooms?