Hector

The Witch's Lair

"You came sooner than expected," her voice echoed in the hall, though I couldn't see her.

"Yeah..." I replied.

"So, I sat down and thought to myself, it's high time I visited my witch friend, don't you think?"

Her laughter rang out, and then she appeared. "Sarcastic," she flatly said.

"Take a seat," she gestured to a seat opposite her, and I did, holding my dagger close.

"So, what do you have for me?" she chimed in.

The gift of death... I threatened to say, but I gulped ...