Chapter 4: A Warning Ignored

Hans and Eva spent the next few days delving deeper into their research, examining every piece of evidence and clue they could find. The more they learned, the more urgent their mission became. They compiled a list of potential rituals and protective measures, but they knew they needed more help.

Hans decided to call a meeting with the village council to inform them of the impending danger. The council, composed of the village's most respected elders, held significant sway over the decisions made in Schattenburg. Hans hoped that by presenting his findings, he could persuade them to take action.

The meeting was held in the village hall, a large, wooden building adorned with historical artifacts and portraits of past council members. As Hans and Eva entered, they were met with curious glances from the assembled villagers. The council members, seated at a long table at the front of the room, looked on expectantly.

Hans took a deep breath and began to speak. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for gathering here today. My name is Hans Weber, and I am a historian. Recently, I have been researching the legend of the red-eyed demon that once terrorized our village."

A murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd. Hans continued, undeterred. "I have uncovered evidence that suggests this demon is not merely a myth. It is real, and it is awakening. I have seen the signs—the same signs our ancestors witnessed before the demon was sealed away."

Councilman Fritz, a stout man with a bushy mustache, leaned forward, his brow furrowed. "Are you suggesting that we are in danger?"

"I am," Hans replied, his voice steady. "I have visited the cave where the demon was imprisoned and reinforced the seals, but I fear it won't be enough. We need to take further action to protect ourselves."

Councilwoman Ingrid, a stern-looking woman with sharp features, shook her head. "This is preposterous. Demons and ancient curses? These are fairy tales to scare children, nothing more."

Eva stepped forward, her eyes blazing with conviction. "With all due respect, Councilwoman Ingrid, Hans's findings are based on historical records and firsthand observations. Ignoring this threat could have dire consequences."

Councilman Otto, an elderly man with a wise demeanor, stroked his chin thoughtfully. "What do you propose we do?"

Hans outlined their plan to conduct additional rituals and strengthen the protective wards around the village. He also suggested organizing patrols to monitor the forest for any signs of the demon's activity. "We must be vigilant," he concluded. "We cannot afford to be complacent."

Despite their impassioned pleas, the council remained skeptical. Councilwoman Ingrid voiced the prevailing sentiment. "We have lived in peace for generations. There is no need to stir up fear and panic based on old legends."

Councilman Otto, though more sympathetic, ultimately sided with the majority. "We appreciate your concern, Mr. Weber, but without more concrete evidence, we cannot justify taking such drastic measures."

Hans and Eva left the meeting frustrated but undeterred. They knew the danger was real, and they could not rely on the council's support. As they walked back to Eva's cottage, Hans turned to her. "We need to gather more allies—people who will believe us and help us prepare."

Eva nodded. "I know a few individuals who might be willing to join our cause. There's Father Markus, the village priest, who has a deep knowledge of ancient rites and protections. And then there's Karl, a former soldier with experience in combat and strategy."

"Let's meet with them tomorrow," Hans said. "Time is of the essence."

That night, as Hans returned to his cottage, he couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. He glanced around, his eyes scanning the darkened forest surrounding the village. For a moment, he thought he saw a pair of glowing red eyes staring back at him from the shadows. But when he blinked, they were gone.

Hans hurried inside and bolted the door, his heart pounding. The warning Klaus had given him weeks ago echoed in his mind. The demon was awakening, and it was only a matter of time before it struck.