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A soft echoing knock reverberates through the wonky wooden cabin. The old woman, with her wrinkled body, carefully picks up her body from her dusty old couch, using her broom as a walking stick to help herself up. She makes her way to the door.

"Who is it?" Her voice creaks.

"Constable Eremia, ma'am." A strangely uncertain voice replies.

The door creaks as it opens, letting the young boy in. He looks around at the old furniture, dusty and almost uncared for. Hoarded statues and paintings, parchment paper laying all over the floor, and yet there stands a cauldron prepped and polished in the middle of the house, brewing on a small fire, seemingly not affecting the dried out wooden house. Bubbles of purple and green pop from it, letting small sparks of various colours brighten up the otherwise dimly lit room.

She lets out a cough, "What can I do for you, my dear?" Her strange croaking voice is almost absorbed by all the carpets and walls around her.

"Inspector Covaci is requesting you near the chapel. There has been a very peculiar murder that took place. He would like for you to see if you can possibly find something."

Without replying, she reaches for her lavender knitted cardigan. She lets out a whistle and soon a smaller cauldron bobbled after her, waiting right next to the woman who is tightly gripping onto her makeshift walking stick.

"If only the old hag could use that broom to clean this awful house."

The so called old hag shoos the constable out of her house. As he passed through her doorway, she zooms out afterwards, letting the door slam itself shut.

Normally she would just let her house carry her, but as the constable is with her today, she took the cauldron. Walking has never been the Grandmama's strong suit. Her body is too old and frail for such long trips.

After some time traveling through the heavily bushed forest, the two finally arrive at the small town, up a hill you could see the Esced Castle.

Constable Eremia leads the woman to an alleyway where two other police officers are standing, trying to hide the clearly mutilated body.

A man walks by to see what was happening. He looks into the alleyway and immediately turns his head to the other side, throwing up what ever little food he could afford that day. The smell of rotting flesh alone could make one cough up a meal.

The gravel crunches underneath the constables feet as he approaches the crimes scene. Only the shadow of the woman on her floating cauldron indicate her presence. Quickly she jumps off of her cauldron before she can be seen. She removes the top of her broom, left only with the stick, and hides it in the cauldron which she leaves at the edge of the forest.

"I don't understand what we're waiting for." An officer mumbles as he steps around the rats, trying to keep them from eating more of the body.

"We're waiting for the witch of the forest." A deeper voice replies.

"I just don't understand. She's just an old granny from the forest. We can-" he's interrupted.

"What? You, yourself know about all the little details of the supernatural realm? This is beyond our expertise, Constable Grosu."

Silence befalls the group as she appears from her dark hiding spot that edges on the forest. Stone walls letting darkness encapsulate her presence. The mysteries of this forest only laying behind her. Her walking stick hits the sand on impact, making a small dust cloud around it. She looks towards the alleyway that sits on the outer city, far away from the castle.

Commoners scurry away, quickly entering their homes and securing their doors as the officers look at the fragile woman that approaches them. Although she herself does not scare them, the thought that the lonely forest woman coming out from hiding is enough to instil fear in them.

She hobbles over, one hunched step after another as she closes in on the group.

"Inspector Covaci." She nods as she greets the inspector.

"Baba." He responds, saddened that he even had to call her to come investigate.

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