Days went by and Celeste kept her in that cave. Larson came in and out to drop off food and clothes for her. Mae tried to talk to him but he was still in that zombie state - moving like a robot, his eyes glazed over. He scared her, but she tried her best to reach him – to speak with him even though Celeste had told her there was no use. She had to try if she wanted to get out of there. But Larson was still nonresponsive.
The witch did something really bad to him. And she was going to do the same to her if she wasn’t careful.
But she didn’t know how she was going to get out of there without Larson’s help. Mae helplessly stared at the black stairs leading up to the door. There was no way out of there. She touched her stomach. The baby was slowly growing. She wasn’t sure how she felt abou
