"Well, then we had better get you home." Says the bear. In a
flash you are the village from the stone. You look around and see a
woman crying by a well. It's your mother!
"Mother!" You cry and run towards her. The woman sweeps
you up in her ans arms and starts crying for joy. But the crying tunrs
to laughter, evil laughter. You look at her her face desolves, her
skin becomes a sickly green, and once plump face becomes so you can
see the bones behind the skin.
"Your not my mother!" You scream and struggle.
"You got that right!" She cackles.
You hear her mutter a incantation and you are suddenly in a
dungeon. The witch is locking the door to your sell.