The death of the witch

Anna stared at the top of the stairs. The door was made of steel. She knew that not even the strength of a werewolf could break it down.

“We need to find another way out.”

Adonis pointed at her, the camera on, without anyone but her being able to understand.

“Did you tell Adam where we were going?”

“Of course. He doesn't need me to tell him, Anna.”

“Then he'll come to our rescue. I just hope it's not a trap.”

The door finally opened, and Bonnie came down the stairs and faced Anna, who stared at her in surprise.

“What is it?” she asked when she saw Anna's inquiring look. “I ran away from the hospital. Why the surprise, Anna? Or is it just fear, that I'll do this...” She said, pointing to her face with its horrible scar. “... With you?”

“How did you recover so quickly?” Anna couldn't believe that Adam would risk giving the healing water to that woman.

“Ah, Anna! I guess you haven't read any of the books your poor mother left you, have you? Well, Sarah did. Every pa