"It haunted the great-grandfather, it haunted the grandfather, it haunted the father, now it's after the son."
Nene had an animated look on her face as she told her story.
"It was a time of war, the kings were to lead their army to war.
As custom demanded, King Jaja couldn't go to war without sacrificing to the God of war. He needed to win the support of his people which seemed to be dying out. To win the favor of the gods he beheaded twenty-one eighteen year old virgins.
The spirit of those virgins had haunted the kings family for generations.
Around the time of their eighteenth birthday, the daughters from that family become possessed by the vengeful spirits of the murdered virgins.
On the day they turn eighteen, they're brutally raped and slit on the throat by an unknown individual. This had happened for generations. No daughter of that family had crossed eighteen. Some have tried to escape by travelling abroad, others have been locked indoors for years, with the hope of surviving above eighteen but they all met the same fate.
It was a haunted trail; from one generation to the next.
Who can stop it?"