Every night, she danced by the Gate Bridge just at the edge of the small town in Germany.

Every night, the drivers would stop, lured in by the unexplained beauty of her.

But everything normal, everything humane, everything good could be explained. 

But she was the woman in white.

She was the one responsible for the reoccurring missing person reports.

She was the evil of Rothenburg and nothing humane ever revolved around her.