An Old Hag Indeed!! Old lady, we are here![Part Two]

"Why am I this cough dumb?" That is all I could ask myself. It was early morning, and I believed the old woman would soon return. "Anon is alright, and there is no reason for me to not be cough," I was determined. After some minutes passed, it happened again. I didn't know why things were glitching, but I was happy to see Anon again.

This time, he appeared to be in pain, and I could see his leg pierced by one of the shattered pieces of glass. Luckily, he wasn't close to the pinkish substance. I could barely speak out, so I didn't. I knew he would eventually find me.

I became very calm because I knew he was looking for me. He was getting closer and closer.

I waited peacefully as an hour passed by. Now, I was sure the old woman would soon return, but I wasn't moved or unhinged. I knew it would happen again, and this time for the better. Yes, it did happen again. Anon was standing right at the end, on the other side of the room.

This time everything was going well, and he wasn't disappearing. He hadn't seen me yet; the room was still dark, and he couldn't see me.

"Who is there?" he questioned.

"Just in...a matter cough of short duration, you can't recognize my voice cough," I replied.

He came closer and closer, and then he could finally see me.

The joy that filled me was up to his because at that very moment, I could tell that we were almost in tears.

CURRENTLY

"But I am… not jok—"

"Oh, it's nice that you guys have gotten together again."

Angel and I looked to see an old-looking lady with a knife coming after us.

"Anon!! Run!!" Angel shouted.

We turned our backs and started running. It was hard for Angel, but I helped her. We turned our backs and noticed the woman wasn't after us.

"So, can you tell me what is happening here?" I asked.

"No, now we have to get rid of that woman first. She won't stop."

We peeped into the corner where she was and saw she was on the floor.

"What is she doing there, Angel?" I questioned.

"Wait, let me have a good look," she tilted forward with curiosity and saw that the old-looking lady was caught up in the pinkish substance. I likewise did the same.

"What is that thing there?"

"We will need backup; she only got paralyzed for some seconds the last time," she replied.

"I don't get it," I said.

"Listen to me, Anon, this is not the best time for questions. If cough she gets to us... She is standing. Run or hide, Anon," she whispered.

She dragged me, and we bent down below the junction of where we were and started hiding behind a table.

"Where are you, my lovely lab rats?" the old lady spoke out.

"I don't get it. Why are we running from an old lady?" I whispered to Angel.

"That old lady you are talking about has killed me like three times, but somehow I am not dead yet," she explained.

"Seriously, that must have been hard on you. I was almost killed, but mine was just once. I was beaten and almost burnt to death. This woman is small but dangerous. I have an idea." I saw a wooden plank behind Angel and took it. "Old lady, we are here!" I shouted.

"What are you doing?" Angel asked.

"Trust me."

"Do you think you are tough? I am coming," she started to approach the area we were in, and as soon as she saw us, she shouted, "Meet your— SLAM!!" I hit her on the face so hard her head tilted back.

"No one tries to kill me or my best friend," Angel smiled at my response.

"Now we have to go. She will get up soon," Angel insisted.

"Wait, something is wrong," I declared.

"What do you mean by something is wrong?" Angel asked.

"Not like something is wrong, like something is wrong with her face, it is changing." Angel and I looked closer as we saw the old-looking woman turn into a younger version of herself. I looked again to find out it was Teresa.

Hell!! Nah!! This shouldn't be possible...