She was tricked into death, hundreds of years ago by the villagers down the road. They didn't know the well was dry and after they pushed her in, expecting a splash, they instead heard bones breaking on rock, 30 feet down. When her ghost is restless, someone must die for her to sleep again. Unfortunately for us in our realm, a full century of sleep in her's is seconds in ours. The second she kills, she returns, fully rested for her next victim. She only wishes she could kill more than one...
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