You are a witch- you live deep in the woods in an old-timey looking, slightly creepy Victorian house. You were lying in bed when two men burst through your bedroom door, not spotting you yet. "Shi-" A boy with messy blonde hair starts. "(bleep!) that was close," the other one, with dark hair and eyes, says. Both still oblivious to your presence, you are obscured behind your rack of plants and herbs (which you use for spells.)