Dan peaked through the bushes, struggling to find anything of note in the darkness. But what he could see was what looked like a hunchback dragging a young, beautiful woman into a small hut. The strangest thing of all however was that the woman seemed to not be struggling at all, her hands were plastered into her cheeks. Her mouth open as if she was screaming yet the only sound that was heard was the grunts from the hunchback.

As Dan leaned in a bit closer, trying to make out any details on the hunchbacks face. He tripped over a fallen branch and tumbled down the grassy slope. Landing right at the hunchbacks feet. Dans face was horrified, he could see the hunchba- no. Her face more clearly now, although it was obstructed by the long and protruding flamingo-like nose. The woman was old, wrinkly. It looked as if her skin would fall off at the lightest touch, warts covered her face, along with a red substance surrounding her mouth area. Her eyes were completely grey and lifeless, her long bony arms looking metallic. Almost as if they were made of iron. And the wide grin she showed the young boy revealed her teeth to be jagged and pointed, like a tigers. Her teeth looked as if they could cut through a tree in one snap.

Dan slowly and carefully crawled back, trying to escape the Hags sight. Only to be met by what seemed to be a long walking stick, with one end showing two upwards horns, covered markings and strange symbols. Along with words that seemed to be in Russian. Dan, however wasn't exactly focused on the neat carvings on the staff as he was zapped by a green ray that lifted him into the air. Dan tried desperately to scream, to struggle out of the ray. But only found himself to be losing his breath. Struggling for air, the Hag finally spoke.

"Two meals in one night? I haven't had a day like this in centuries!" The Hag spoke in an unbelievably crooked and high voice. It made Dans ears feel as though they were about to explode with every word spoke from this woman's voice. Her voice turned into a cackle, resounding across the forest and making the crows that were watching all this caw in glee.

"This is it" Dan thought. "I'm gonna die by an old Hag who I don't even know" Dan could imagine himself, being torn limb from limb. Perhaps being buried alive. Or maybe even being thrown into the sky only to land in a big, bloody-

SPLAT!