Prolouge
Leon ran as fast as he could, trying to avoid the old woman who had attacked him. Her wicked grin and cold hands were permanently plastered in his brain. He rounded a corner, hoping to lose her, but she grabbed his collar, and threw him against the wall. He cried out in pain and scrambled away, hoping to find the door to the palace.
The cruel old woman carelessly walked up to him and smiled, sending a cold shiver up Leon's spine.
"You have intruded on my castle, and now you shall pay," her voice rang out. Leon stared at her, like a mouse caught in the eyes of a snake.
"I was only trying to..."
"Silence, boy!" the old woman snapped. Leon almost drunkenly reeled back into a wall. The cruel woman smiled, showing her seemingly glowing fangs. Leon screamed and put his hands over his face as she did her deeds.
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