'We have to fight. we have to retaliate.' the woman spoke taking presumably the 12 cup of coffee. she was insatiable. thoughts of her nightmares filled her mind.
' I know. I agree with you. she could have done anything else to us but you choose to give us and worst nightmares. I still think that she is much more powerful than we anticipated. if we ever plan on coming against her again then we need to be well prepared.' the witch explained, holding the glass of water in her fingers with agitation and anger.
every time she closes her eyes those memories and her. the images that she had been forced to relive. to look into.
