Tor was buried in the meadow under a mound with a pile of stones on top. He even got a proper funeral. He was still royal blood, right?
Melle thought that the bad times were over and they could all breath again.
Melle, to be clear, was wrong.
One day, a dog went crazy and its owner had to kill it before it could do more damage. Then, a cow started to moo like it was giving birth, only it wasn't giving birth.
Wulf realized that the animals were hanging out near Tor's grave. Just move them and everything would be fine.
The next morning, though, someone found a dead dog. This one looked like her throat had been ripped open and her blood drained out. Creepy.
The dried fish were rotting, the butter had gone sour, and that night, someone saw a dark figure moving around in the shadows. People said it was Tor.
One morning, Eirik and Melle woke to find people screaming over a slaughtered cow. On the side of the main hall someone had written "I want my children" in the cow's blood. Yikes.