You reach for the shoes—but they glow and stick to your feet. The Witch lunges, grabbing your ankle. "WHY WON'T THEY COME OFF?" In her rage, she knocks over a bucket. Water splashes her. She screams and melts before your eyes.
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You reach for the shoes—but they glow and stick to your feet. The Witch lunges, grabbing your ankle. "WHY WON'T THEY COME OFF?" In her rage, she knocks over a bucket. Water splashes her. She screams and melts before your eyes.
Continue →