***Trigger Warning***
***Anderson's POV***
Following the directions Reed had provided, I arrived at the designated meeting spot where she and her informant, known as the witch, were waiting for me.
"Talk about ominous," remarked Kane, taking in our surroundings.
We were in the middle of a desolate forest, with only a dilapidated shack covered in overgrown foliage standing before us. The chimney was emitting smoke that carried the distinct scent of sage and eucalyptus.
I parked my car and got out, closing the door behind me. Approaching the door, I climbed up two steps onto a deck adorned with stained glass windows in shades of orange. Strange twig-like crafts hung down from the roof above. Inside, footsteps could be heard approaching the door. Before knocking, I quickly scanned my sur
