All the Jewish communities were living in utter terror because of this one, atrocious sorcerer. Something had to be done, but who could fight this powerful enemy?
5121, Worms, Germany
The sky was dark, and bats screeched as they flapped through the night air. A strange fog obscured the full moon and an ominous roll of thunder sounded in the distance.
A Jewish boy walked through the muddy roads, stumbling through holes and fallen branches. He walked with his head down and his shoulders slumped. He was lost and had no idea where he was heading.
He heard the sound of hoofbeats behind him and turned to see a giant black horse galloping toward him. A hooded rider reached out a gloved hand toward him.
A scream of terror escaped the boy’s mouth, echoing across the city streets.
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