I throw my hands up exasperatedly, "what do I follow." I yelled, getting annoyed. This witch loved to play with me and I wasn’t going to allow it today, I had more pressing issues to deal with. I was going to lose my damn mind if no care is taken. 

The cat was at my feet again and this time it started walking, I guess I’m supposed to follow him and I did just that. I would follow anything but that normally but beggars can't be choosers.

We reach a small cottage at the top of the hill, the same place I fell from. I fought the urge to curse...