The Billyfairy

You knew what you were doing.

Season after season, you poisoned the soil. You pumped the land dry. You cut corners, chased profit, looked the other way. The farm kept you alive, but you were killing it. And now, it's waking up. Something's out there in the fields. Not a ghost. Not a monster. Something in between. Locals call it the Billyfairy. A story, they say. But you know better.

It's not just watching. It's coming.

The air's gone still. You can feel it in your spine. Whatever's out there is here to balance the scales.

No one cares if you're a hard worker. You've earned a reckoning.

Told in a chilling second-person voice, The Billyfairy is a folkloric horror story about land abuse, guilt, and the horror of knowing that nature doesn't forget.

You know what you did. The Billyfairy is coming.

You've run these strawberry fields for generations.

The locals call her a myth. A campfire lie. 

But you've seen her. 

Not a ghost. Not a monster. Something worse.

Now she's awake.

Now she's coming.

Run if you want.

Listen for the chime.