In the woods. 

~A group~

"Do you think she speaks the truth?"

"What does it matter, whether or not twas the truth. We all saw it with our own eyes."

"What if she really made us see what we wanted to see? What if it's all her plan all along. You can't be so foolproof to the plans of a witch."

The third man chuckled and played the sole of his old cum torn sandal through the dirt surrounding him. 

"Are we still talking about her being a witch? What do you even know about the art of witchery? Did you really think that witches do not have their own...