Where in the World is Willard Kraft Part 8
The next morning, Zelda came slowly into the visitation room and sat down in the the chair across from her sister. She could only hope that Hilda was there to give her the news that this awful nightmare was over.
"Zelly, you look awful!" Hilda cried as she saw her sister. Zelda's hair hung down limply and it didn't seem to have been brushed at all. Zelda was walking very slowly and carefully as if she was in pain as well. "What happened to you?"
"I slept on the floor last night because a rat wouldn't move from my bed," Zelda moaned as she lay her head down on the table. "Not that that prevented the rat from biting me. I think I may be coming down with the plague. Then there was the ice cold shower this morning that I shared with twenty other women, plus the lovely prison underwear. They made better underwear in the Dark Ages! I don't even want to talk about the food. I'm probably going to have a heart attack any minute now from the cholesterol. Could I ask why I'm still here? Weren't you supposed to raise my bail and have me out of here by now?"
"I'm working on it," Hilda said as she looked at her sister sympathetically. "There were a few complications though."
"Do I want to know what complications occured to keep me in here?" Zelda moaned.
"Well, there's good news and there's bad news, Zelly," Hilda said. "The good news is that we found Willard. The bad news is that he's a flea now. He's living on Salem's ear."
"What? Who turned him into a flea?!" Zelda cried.
"That's another problem. He doesn't remember. Apparently the shock of being turned into a flea blocked it out. He just knows it was a blonde woman," Hilda said. "Oh, Zelda, the other bad news that I have to tell you is that Salem demanded a bag of money to tell us where Willard was so I have to come up with another hundred thousand before you can get out of here."
"This isn't happening!" Zelda moaned as she laid her head down on the table again. "At least when Willard got turned into a chimp we were both primates!"
"Zelly, calm down! I just thought of something. I can have you out of here in no time! I'll shrink you and carry you out in my pocket!" Hilda cried as she raised her pointing finger and fired a blast of magic through the glass separating the sisters. The magic bounced back on her and she shrank down to an inch tall.
"Sorry, Hilda," Drell said as he popped in and zapped Hilda back to her rightful size. "You can't use your magic to help Zelda escape. It's against Witches' Council rules."
"I knew there would be a catch," Hilda grumbled as Drell disappeared again. Then she stood up and prepared to leave. "Listen, Zelly, I have to go now. There are a few more relatives that I can try to hit up for money. Don't worry. I'll have you out of here soon!"
"I'm doomed," Zelda moaned as Hilda hurried out.