We dashed into the witch"s cottage, which lay in a decrepit state as though no one had entered in centuries. Most of the small objects that had been inside had decayed into dust and powder, and the spiders made merry with their decorating. Lonna sneezed, and Selene frowned.
Lonna checked her watch. She wore an analog piece, not one of those little computer things. “They should have sent help by now. Let me see if they tried to call.”
We all pulled out our phones and cursed in our respective ways when we saw we had no signal.
“What is this place?” Selene trailed a finger through the dust on what had been the witch"s worktable in the main room.
“It was a witch"s cottage,” I replied. “I…” I shook my head. “It"s too complicated to explain.” While the condition of the cottage didn"t surpris
