The figure before him floated near his body, deciding what to do next with Jake. He could feel a medley of scared and painful emotions clenching his heart as he processed the events of yesterday till now. Crying with fright, he decided to embrace his fate. Despite Kyle trying to get help, he knew that he could no longer fight, let alone escape. Jake merely wished for all of this to stop, and for this witch to not hurt anyone anymore. Losing two friends was even more gut-wrenching than losing his own life.

As the evil lady bore her eyes into that of Jake's he could see his whole life flashing before him: from his birth to his current situation, and in that instant, he wished he could have said so many things to the two friends he had just lost. In that instant, he wished for the comfort of his home and the love and warmth of his family. But all of these feelings were futile now, for he would no longer be alive to meet his parents. Feeling the life gradually leaving his body, Jake was surprised when the evil witch broke contact.

As she sped away, taking the second doll in her hand, Jake was left confused, despite feeling a wave of weakness throughout his body and soul.

"Oh Jakey. You have always been my favorite student. So sweet, so charming. I could not possibly kill you. That would be mean." Ms. Burns chuckled maliciously. "I guess it would be better if you were to lose your memory."

To his horror, Jake suddenly felt a pang in his chest, as if a knife has just pierced his body. Struggling to stand up, he faced another tremor of agony as he felt his knee being twisted in the most discomforted way possible, making him slither to the floor once again, hearing his bones cracking and breaking relentlessly.

"You bitch! Stop! What else can you do besides hurting people?! No wonder you're so alone and people treat you like a piece of shit! My shit is even better than you! Go to hell!" Jake angrily screamed despite being in grave torment, generating immense rage from the evil being.

"THAT'S IT! I HAVE BEEN TO KIND! SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR LIFE JAKEY BOY!" She bellowed viciously, as she pressed her thumb on Jake's throat, making him cough and sputter in suffocation.

At that moment, a beam of red light flashed from the witch's now yellow cat-like eyes, penetrating that of Jake's as she voiced:

"As from now, you shall be my slave. You have forgotten your existence and you have no name, your soul belongs to me and you shall have no contact from any being of your world; humans are your enemies and the world is your grave; as from today, you shall obey your sole master: ME! As you wake in realization, you shall forget your relatives, your peers, your whole life, and live a bland existence of recognition towards your master!"

With the break of the contact, Jake slithered to the floor, unconscious. The evil enchantress, pleased with her hypnotism, placed the two pinned dolls back in her chest, a smile resting on her face as she levitated the window panes to rest in their firm place.

Transforming the dead boy Mark's body into dust, which she assembled in a small pouch, resting on the bed of flowers in front of her house with the others, the witch hovered inside, the sounds of sirens and tires screeching from a faint distance gradually approaching her abode.

"Let the show begin" she affirmed, ready for the spectacle.