I went downstairs from my room in the middle of the night, to find a very old lady in a rocking chair downstairs. She had no hair and spots on her head, and no teeth. She told me that I must save the evil witch from the very evil witch. I didn't want to save the evil witch because she was evil, and even though the witch I would be saving her from was even more evil, it didn't really make sense to me why I should save her. So I went back upstairs to my bedroom and looked out the window, and saw an ugly witch with green skin and warts and black clothing tied up and an even uglier witch preparing a couldron, all in my back yard. Something was calling out to me that I should save her, but I didn't want to, so instead I hid underneath my blanket which was conveniently witch-proof,
