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 down my words.
"Nothing you would like," I replied, masking my true intentions with a smile.
"I know why you're here..." Selene spoke as she looked unblinkingly at me.
Well, who was I kidding... She must have read my mind; after all, she was a witch.
"Oh, really?" I asked, acting oblivio
