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All four sat on chairs near a table to discuss the wicked witch who kidnaps children "I discovered this witch, Ester Finch, is deeply obsessed with youth. She kidnaps local girls every few years, locks them in her cupboard and steals their vitality." Edwin explained who the white haired witch was and all the information about her that they needed "Wait, you got this all from a cat?" Crystal asked the boy. Edwin somehow met the cat who swore at him and did something with him that caused him to spill the tea about the witch, pretty clever.

"Little bastards are pretty clever and their scratches sting like fire" Charles answered Crystals question about the furry creatures "So, is this witch like a pedophile or..." Frances trailed off when they gave her certain looks "I mean she kidnaps little girls and shes an old adult..." Frances glanced at Charles "am I not wrong?" Edwin cleared his throat "anyways, the plan is to slip in, find the girl and spirit her out." He said, as if it was the easiest thing in the world "Will it actually be that easy?" Frances asked in a sarcastic way, there was no way defeating a witch would be that easy. "well, of course there will be some trouble but you'll be guarding us." Frances squinted her eyes "what do you mean 'guarding us'?" "You'll be in the house with us, if the witch does something you will inform us" Frances hummed, sound easy enough. "She won't let us die, right Frans?" Frances turned her head at the curly boy "Frans?" She raised her eyebrow "It's your new nickname"


After Edwin explained the plan, they all went to sleep and waited for the morning to get Becky from Ester's house.


They all four stood outside of Ester's house, Charles looked at her with his golden telescope spyglass "Wow" Ester walked down the small house steps with a pipe in her mouth, each time she pulled it out, a light gray smoke came out "She really does look like a witch. Like, kind of a sexy witch who smokes a lot" Frances gave him a weird look, making him look at her "what?" "You think a witch who kidnaps girls is sexy?" Charles looked up before answering "She is sexy... if you ignore the whole kidnapping part" Frances sighed, not believing what he just said.

"Where is she going, Crystal?" Edwin asked the girl who stood in front of him "She needs to go to the post office to clear up some trouble over an unclaimed package." The witch got into a green car, she slammed the door shut with a piece of her light brown coat coming out from the driver side door, she soon sped off while driving horrible "she needs to redue the drivers test" Frances said when she saw the bad driving, it made Charles laugh at her joke.

"Alright Charles, Frances. Let's go" Frances and Charles both walked closing behind Edwin, leaving a confused Crystal standing near the stop sign "Uh, I know we're cool now but feels like you not letting me come is punishment for the secret demon thing?" Both of the dead ghost boys turned around at the same time "which was totally my bad, very screwed up. I should've told you everything." "yes, this is your punishment." Edwin spoke before he continued to walk to the house "well,I think crystal should come, shes very talented." Frances commented on the situation "shes a big girl, she can handle herself."


Frances waited outside of the front door with her foot impatiently tapping on the white floor, the doors were unlocked by Charles "Come on in" He said with his arms out, welcoming in the human "wow, such a gentleman" She rolled her eyes at the playful boy "I know right"

The house was quite a mess, jars all over the counter with weird things inside such as eyeballs and bones, there was a black crow in a cage that kept making noises "okay this crow is making me go insane" Frances walked up to the black bird, the crow finally stopped being noisy "hello bird. Please, kindly shut the fuck up." Frances flicked one of the bars on the cage before walking to Charles and Edwin "thanks for shutting it up" Charles thanked her, he also hated the bird cries "No problem"

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