All we could smell was smoke. More smoke as another one of our own went down. Why? Why doesn't this stop? Maybe because the ones we're left are too scared to say a word, we are terrified of ending up like our friends, our family.

Welcome to Massachusetts, February 1692. This is our reality. Us witches and wizards are being hunt down for no apparent reason, hanged and burned like animals. We do not deserve to be treated like this, we are beings capable of suffering and thinking. We have feelings like everybody else. We have families, children, and significant others to return to, people who love us.

Then why everyone hates us so much? Because we interfere with the supernatural, we use magic to achieve our ends or to make our lives better. And people don't understand that, they cannot understand magic. It's a new subject to them and it scares them. And what do humans do when they're scared? They destroy.

And that's what they're doing to us. They destroy or families, our friends, our homes, our souls and more importantly our hearts.

No one is safe nowadays and all we could do is run, which some have done already, or stay and fight for what is right, fight for our families, fight four our people, for our land and for ourselves.

So, what do you say, fellow witch or wizard, do you join me?