In the small, gossipy village of Little Hangleton, the Gaunt's manor loomed like a sick man's shadow, mirroring the family's decline. Half a decade ago, a sultry evening shattered their infamous isolation. Ambulances wailed, and the villagers watched as three corpses were carried out, leaving behind only the heartbroken matriarch, Rose, cradling a baby.

The rumors began almost immediately. The baby, a mystery to all, became the whispered focus of their demise. Rose, once a figure of disdain, was now an object of morbid fascination, her grief-stricken rituals in the withered garden a daily spectacle for the cruel amusement of the village children. They found solace in her despair, a leveling of the social hierarchy.

Yet, none knew the true secret that stirred within the manor's decaying walls. They knew nothing of the monster born that night, destined to awaken a sealed curse. Laura Gaunt, the child, would one day open the wide berth of and to hell…