Some trees are old. Others are sacred. And a few... are prisons.

Behind the iron gates of her sprawling beachfront estate, Karen da Sousa reigns as an undisputed tyrant over her realm of luxury in Siargao paradise.

Annoyed on a sun-drenched afternoon by the deafening chorus of hundreds of birds nesting in the majestic, ancient Acacia tree in her garden, Karen gives a ruthless command: cut it down.

But the tree was never hers to destroy. As the ancient wood falls, a sanctuary is shattered, and a sleeping nightmare is unleashed upon the estate.

Put on your headphones. Feel the tropical heat turn ice cold. Press play.

Some trees are old. Others are sacred. And a few... are prisons.

Behind the iron gates of her sprawling beachfront estate, Karen da Sousa reigns as an undisputed tyrant over her realm of luxury in Siargao paradise.

Annoyed on a sun-drenched afternoon by the deafening chorus of hundreds of birds nesting in the majestic, ancient Acacia tree in her garden, Karen gives a ruthless command: cut it down.

But the tree was never hers to destroy. As the ancient wood falls, a sanctuary is shattered, and a sleeping nightmare is unleashed upon the estate.

Put on your headphones. Feel the tropical heat turn ice cold. Press play.

Some monsters are legend. Others walk among us.

Rizal Province, March 6, 1750. The quiet morning of San Mateo is shattered when a young girl emerges from the jungle, caked in mud, bearing the marks of an unspeakable violence. As panic grips the colonial outpost, terrifying whispers sweep through the village: is the mythical Tikbalang hunting human flesh, or is a human monster hiding behind an ancient legend?

To solve the atrocity, two men with opposing worldviews are forced into an uneasy alliance: Father Juan Francisco, a devout monk torn between faith and fear, and Alcalde Alfonso de Córdoba, a pragmatic magistrate sent from Manila to restore order.

Put on your headphones. Step into the 18th-century Philippines. The forest is waiting.