Goody Addams had been feeling hollow for several days. She had been accused of being a witch, and now she was going to be burned in a barn for it along with a multitude of other "witches". You were her only friend, and you had to hide your friendship with her from the townsfolk for fear of being accused yourself. Lately, you'd been examining the borders of the town, and had devised a plan. Goody agreed without hesitation, and the plan was due for Goody's night of execution. You snuck in through her front door while her parents were busy elsewhere (probably being shut up in the barn) and you spotted her, gathering the last of her things into a small sack. She looked up at you with hope in her eyes.

"Are we really going to be free? Are we really going to be safe from their horrid ways of life and existence?"