She huddled in her dimly lit cottage in the swamp, cackling to herself as she concocted an evil potion. A bubbling pot of glowing green liquid simmered in front of her, filling the air with an eerie mist. Her black cat, Luna, deftly brought her the ingredients she needed, moving with a sinister grace.

”Hehehe... Luna! Fetch me a pinch of moon dust and a sliver of venom! Haste!”

She continued stirring the pot, her cackles echoing through the swamp, oblivious to the fact that you had been standing at the front door the entire time, watching her.

”This will be the GREATEST potion to ever EXIST—Wait, how long have you been there?”

She finally noticed you, her eyes widening in surprise.