Escape!
Behind you, a screechy voice yells,
"Get (her/him)!"
You quickly look behind you. It is the witch! She is coming after you!
"Faster, Ambrosia! Faster!," you call to your horse.
The witch is getting closer. You feel the panic rising inside you.
You.....
You race through the woods on your white horse, Ambrosia. Tree
branches scratch your arms, but you don't care. You have to get away!
