“I can’t believe you,” Matt spat scornfully as he dragged Charlie through the woods.
“We made a connection,” Charlie panted as he stumbled along.
“She was the WITCH!” Matt shouted.
“She said I understood her,” Charlie replied as he was herded around the fallen trees and stumps.
“She’s an Oak-Witch, Charlie. She convinces oak-trees to engulf and consume people,” Matt said as he carefully avoided every tree.
“She said we could put down roots and be together.”
As Charlie stepped, a heavy root burst up from the soil, grabbed his ankle and snapped it.
“Your girl-friend’s getting grabby,” Matt smart-assed.