She did not realize that the eyes were staring at her. She continued to hurry through the forrest. There were owls on each tree that she walked past. They stared at her and each let out a mournful cry. The wolves were getting ready to tear her apart. She sniffed the danger in the air and held onto her newborn child even more tightly.

A shrill cackle hit her nerves. She buckled under the weight of her baggage and fell on her knees, sobbing like a helpless child who had lost her mother. Those yellow eyes flashed with an evil glee. Those curved nails ran through the fur of the wolves in rapid yet trembling excitement. The rhythmic sound from those running pointed feet drove the wolves wild, all of them were blood thirsty, almost leaping towards their prey.

She screamed at the pointed jaundiced face and the foaming wolves. She begged them to spare her child as they closed in on her menacingly. Those jaundiced eyes were eyeing her so hungrily. The owls orchestrated a dissonant symphony along with the spine tingling howls from the wolves and that shrill cackle.

"Help me! Somebody please! Oh ma'am, please spare my child at least."

"Kiss your last goodbyes!"

"Oh gosh, I recognize your voice. Ivil, is that you? Why?! Why me? How are you going to live with your conscience if you ever kill your own mother?"

"Mother? You dare to claim me as your daughter? You selfish bitch! You would rather abandon me in the woods and let me die here just because our neighbours thought that I am a witch?"

"I did that to protect you, you would have been burnt to death! I could not bear to leave you here either but there was nowhere else I could hide you!"

"And you actually abandoned me here instead of accompanying me in the forrest? Do you know how a ten year old girl feels when she is abandoned in the woods? Do you know how harsh the weather is at night? Do you know how unsafe it is when snakes, scorpions and even wolves want a piece of my flesh? I had to depend on myself to survive! Luckily, the creatures which tried to attack me died before they could even touch me or I would not have been able to exact my revenge on those sinners!"

"So you are the one who killed the entire village at night? Those mysterious deaths, those jaundiced corpses were your masterpiece? Why?"

"Yes because they accused me of being a witch! If it weren't for them, I would be alive and lead a normal life now! It is their fault and yours too and you are my final victim! I have saved the best for the last! Oh Sweet Sweet revenge! Spirits of the forrest come forth to witness this! Spirits of the night and day, come forth to dip your hands in the blood of this Christian. Spirits of the earth, come revel in my joy. Oh how I love the pungent smell of evil, roasting a delicious meal for me! My nails are sharpened to scrape your scalp out. My wolves will nibble on your limbs while I will thrust my hands into your bloodied heart to see its colour. I will lick the grey matter from your head and taste its juice. O how delectable this meal will be ever since you left me here to look for food on my own! I will not eat my sister yet until my next craving. So kiss this world goodbye and Amen to you."

The baby cried, the symphony of sounds climaxed and her screams soon died down while the wolves grunted with satisfaction. The cackle once again pierced through the forrest with a more triumphant tone and all those eyes disappeared into the darkness.