"I hadn't realized it was this late," said Dave, pointing to
the full moon, but all you can think about is the witch.
The witch begins to chant in a language that you have never heard
before.
After much arguing, you persuade Dave to follow you into your superior
choice, the blue doored room. Inside you see a witch, stirring a
black kettle and cackling in the moonlit room. Inside of the familiar
musty smell of the castle, this room smells like incense.