I AM THE STORM

I AM... THE STORM
Some legends are born from fear. Others are born from truth.

In the forgotten hills of southern Italy, where ancient forests hide secrets older than history itself, people still whisper about the witches of Benevento.

They also whisper about something far worse.

Every generation has its own guardian. Every curse demands its own sacrifice.

When a group of young friends follows the mysterious old storyteller known as Uncle Santuccio into the haunted wilderness of the Stretto di Barba, they expect nothing more than stories passed down by old villagers.

Instead, they awaken an ancient evil.

Beneath abandoned caves, forgotten rituals, and blood-red moons lies a force that has survived for centuries, feeding on fear, grief, and human weakness.

The Beast is real.

The curse is real.

And the greatest horror is discovering that evil never truly dies...

It simply waits.

As friendship is tested, ancient magic awakens, and the boundary between myth and reality disappears, the young travelers must face a darkness older than mankind itself.

Because some storms are made of wind.

Others are made of shadows.

And once the Storm knows your name...

it never stops calling.