One day, you were walking through the Bell Tree Forest, where you stumbled upon a small, dilapidated shack. You see a mysterious flicker of light and smoke billowing out of the rugged chimney. You creep towards it, and slowly peek in the window. Inside, you see a plump, hump-backed figure stirring a cauldron. She is humming a very familiar tune. As you ponder what she is humming, she quickly whips around and sees you. You jump, frightened, and try to back away, but, a big spider web catches you and entangles you. The witch cackles as you writhe against the silky web. She motions at the web, and you feel yourself slowly gliding towards her. She bends over and grabs a drinking glass. She dips her ladle into the cauldron, and pours the concoction into the glass. You sit and watch in horror as you see a singular eyeball depart from the ladle and plop in the glass. As soon as you gag, another drops in, and then a dead snake, and then a dead centipede. She slowly walks towards you with a big, malicious grin on her face. She gets even closer, and whispers, "Drink up, my pretty." You mumble, "No." She repeats her sentence. "No, please, don't make me drink that, I'll do anything." She laughs, "Open your mouth, or else." You slowly open your mouth, and she tips the glass to your lips. You taste the chilled blood, and the wretched texture of the eyeball hits your tounge. You try to spit it out, but the witch forces your mouth close, forcing you to swallow the potion. You close your eyes, and before you know it, you jolt awake. You pop up like toast in a toaster, and then you realize that it was just a nightmare.
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