Witchy Wisdom

In the middle of a pitch black forest, Rebekah stood trying to understand where she was. The sounds of the unknown lurking around her in the bushes, in the branches above her, or in the ground beneath her made her tremble. She could feel a little bit of hiss from here, a small squeak from there, and a lot of scratching noises from the distance in her ears. Her eyes saw nothing but darkness. The trees and the bushes and branches seemed like monsters from hell, ready to engulf her with one wrong step she took. One more step and she met with a shadow that looked like it had ten heads, twelve arms, and 4 legs. Her body got stiff and cold with the sight of it and now it was moving towards her. She could locate its eyes, shining in the dark. They were glazing fireballs, so scary yet so pretty she found herself staring at them endlessly. The staring made her steel-cold body feel warm, then hot, then sweating. Her body temperature reached a point when she could no longer bear the heat and turned away her eyes only to find out she was burning. "Aaaaaahhhhhh............" she cried.