Pie

Tessa sat helplessly on the floor, waiting to die at the hands of the witch, not even flinching at the young woman's voice. Fortunately, she would not have to suffer for long because the witch was killing her directly rather than torturing her.

"You win, get over it." She closed her eyes and said, surrendering.

"No, darling, I have decided otherwise." After the witch finished speaking, Tessa opened her eyes and wondered what she meant.

"What do you mean?" She inquired with hatred-filled eyes, and the witch smiled.

"I want to have a little fun with you because you tricked me earlier. You brought it upon yourself, so do not blame me." The witch began to chuckle, and before Tessa could say anything more, she was thrown back into the air and left hanging.

"Just kill me and let me rest in peace." Tessa pleaded.

"Not even a chance. I want to take away your peace," she said, as an invisible rope began whipping Tessa.