You begin to weep uncontrollably and fall to your knees. You never should have come back here. Your hands wrap around your legs and you hold yourself as tightly as possible. A deafening roar fills your ears as the Witch approaches you. You can feel your heartbeat throbbing inside your ears but you can no longer hear or see anything beyond the darkness that has completely enveloped you.

There’s a weight pushing down upon you. Your feet sink into the muck. Your pants feel heavier and wet. A terrible reek appears, that of death and feces, and wafts across your face. It sticks to your skin and your tongue. You choke and gasp for fresh air but as you do, your mouth finds only leaves and dirt beyond the edge of your lips. You gag and try to spit, but your body can no longer move. Your arms are being held against your legs and your feet have been folded against your thighs. You open your eyes and try to look up, only to catch the last sliver of the sky disappear above your head.

Continue here.

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