Post Twenty Eight: The Worst Hogswatch Ever

[witchofthechalk]

 [The phone is knocked off the hook as Tiffany takes a step backwards from the sight. You can hear her voice and it is strained and more shaken then it normally would be]

I am a witch and I do not scare this easily...

I am a witch and I do not scare this easily....

[She seems to be trying to convince herself of this fact. Family feel free to notice that there is a rotting corpse under the tree. It is an old woman dressed as a witch. Tiffany is staring at it in horror. It's Granny Weatherwax.]

Comments

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Fully roasted turkeys top the list of Unlikely Attack Objects at present, I think.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Yes that was rather odd.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

Regardless, idle chatter probably should wait until after the rotting corpse is disposed of. Do you need me to come over?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I'm fairly certain I can handle it. But if you'd like to get away from the cats for a while I wouldn't say no to some company.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

I'm sure they'll follow me, but I won't say no to a cat-free house.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I'll be in the front yard getting rid of some of the snow then.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

[And Susan eventually shows up after a little while. There is indeed a cat settled firmly on her shoulder but otherwise, she seems to have escaped with minimal scratching.]

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[Tiffany seems to be melting a pile of snow down. There is a shovel next to her.]

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

[After a few moments of watching this, she approaches.]

You're thinking about burying it? You won't make much headway with the ground frozen the way it is.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[She shrugs.]

I'll have something to do then.

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

You'll have something to do for the next week. It will be easier to leave it until the town's reverted to normal.