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Evening Climber
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"You wouldn't know anything about what's been happening to the animals around town lately... would you?" The dog does not react.
"Dogs, Cats, and various livestock have been found, drained of blood, and without hearts, eyes, and tongues.. Sick business, that.. It seems the town watch, left with no other suspects, believe you are you culprit of such sick acts, witch." The dog looks irritated.
"After all, who would be suspect, but a disgusting despicable heathen, such as yourself.." The dog looks angry.
I move on to the next case. Case number three.
"Did you know, that there have been several attacks and sabotage attempts on church property, since our arrival in this town?" The dog looks away, upset.
"Several crosses, flags, and caravans have been vandalized. Often in the form of what people describe as.. A small animal, leaving behind purses and satchels.. shortly followed by, colorful and bright explosions. Sometimes the men guarding caravans fall asleep inexplicably.. By the time they awaken, the equipment they were so carefully protecting is gone.. Do you know the punishment for failing to protect that precious equipment, witch?" The dog perks up, clearly interested.
"The penalty is torture. Being burned. Cut. Stretched, and broken.. The tears that run down these young men's faces when they first realize what they have to go through, at no fault of their own.. It touches, even me. But.. You wouldn't care about that, would you. After all, you're an evil, wicked, witch." The dog looks to the ground, it's eyes wet.. Guilty. Hmph! Hmm.. my head hurts a bit.. Anyway, time for the finishing blow.
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