The Witch's Shadow

ime to scream befo

ing and breathing as if the house itself had lungs. The air th

tch wa

shadows rippled. Across the walls, black veins spre

ithered thro

uld not

impered.

shifting room. There was no door. No escape. Only t

ere tr

ks Betwe

he witch fed on fear-she wanted them weak

noticed s

just moving. They

g beneath-a void, deep and endless, swirling wit

was h

em cracked open, black tendrils slithering from below.

ice echoed, so

s do not esc

rils las

a mo

e wall. The peeling, broken wood was pulling back, revealing glimpses of som

ay

could

im forward. The ground beneath them bucked, the entire

ink you ca

lls sc

rd, the darkness thickening. A shadowed figure emerged from the splittin

hu

al

de

th caught in

h had ma

e was comin

perat

was no

the peeling wall, dra

use screamed again, the void below surging upwa

le

er arm, his smal

old and searing at the same

tch la

e alrea

o

slip from her foot as she wrenched free. The t

dn't h

rew herself and Tobias thr

fe

s the witch's voice, distan

, little bird. The

h

kne

sile