Marc proceeded to narrate the story of his past "Stuart and I were the most mischievous teens in town,we were homeless and were orphans,so it was natural for us to steal and make a living.Life wasn't easy for us crooks,we would often be chased off by the townsfolk,often spending days in hunger.Once we stole bread-rolls from the Baker and he started chasing us,in panic we started running into the banished woods;it was rumoured to have a witch living in it and that she possess everyone who enters it.We thought that place was the safest and his in the woods,the Baker knowing the place was the banished woods, didn't enter it."
"So what happened then?" He asked,he seemed to be very interested in the story.
"Shut up,little wack! I'm trying to narrate an incident which changed my life." Said the old man.
He was able to recognise him now,it was the same old man who greeted him in front of the Mansion,perhaps he might have also been the taxi driver from earlier.
"We wandered around the woods for a good while till we noticed something strange in the distance.We were homeless and it also looked like a house,so we decided to check it out."
"It must've been the house of the witch!right boss?" asked one of the masked men.
"I'm afraid it's not, Timothy" Said the old man,which was in a very unsettling way.
Until I heard an old man screaming in the distance.