AN: I know, I suck at updating. I was going to post a chapter, but decided to take it in another direction (let's just say I was inspired by someone I know - she's even more evil than...well, you'll just have to find out ;-). ).
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Credit goes to Harry Potter (the song was sung in one of the movies…I don't remember which one), and William Shakespeare (who came up with the original poem, found in the play Macbeth, sometime between 1603 and 1607).
Camp Rock - A Halloween Whodunnit
Chapter 3: The Visitor
"Stop laughing like that!" Shane looked more than a little spooked, and tried to cover it up with annoyance.
"How's this?" The figure continued to rasp in a deep voice. Then it screamed, long and loud.
"AHHHH!" Shane and Caitlyn covered their ears and screamed too.
"I like the evil laugh better," Caitlyn admitted.
"Same here," Shane said, then looked straight into the figure's hood, trying to look for any clue that would give him or her away. "What do you want with us?" He tried not to look behind the figure, as Caitlyn moved behind and tried to lower the hood.
Caitlyn gasped as the figure's frail, bony hand suddenly snatched hers in a powerful grip.
"So, you two want to know who I am?" The figure said, as Shane and Caitlyn looked uncertainly at one another and gulped.
Shane stiffened, then tried to straighten his back so that he would appear less fearful. "Yes, we do."
Caitlyn echoed Shane's words with a nod.
"Very well," The figure said, slowly reaching up and removing the hood. "Don't say I didn't warn you…"
"You're…a…" Shane pointed and was struck speechless.
"WITCH!" Caitlyn finished.
"Why yes. Yes, I am," The witch said. She had long black hair, a green face with a few hairy warts on them.
"Are you a good witch…or evil?" Shane finally found his voice.
The witch cackled evilly and said, "My dears, there's only two kinds. Evil, and me!" She rubbed her hands together and cackled again.
"Let's make a run for it," Caitlyn tried to whisper to Shane.
"Run? I think not," the witch grabbed them both and quickly pulled out a wand from under her robe.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Something wicked this way comes!
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
lizard's leg and owlet's wing.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Something wicked this way comes!
In the cauldron boil and bake,
fillet of a fenny snake,
scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
witches mummy, maw and gulf.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Double, double, toil and trouble.
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Something wicked this way comes!
"What's wicked? What's coming?" Shane demanded.
"Follow me, and you'll see," The witch cackled again.
"Stop cackling!" Caitlyn groaned, not wanting to find out what would happen to them.
The witch ignored them, continued to cackle, and led them down a winding hallway and through a door.
"Hey, where are we going?" Shane wondered aloud.
"Yeah, what stupid here said," Caitlyn smirked as Shane looked angry.
"If I'm stupid, you're uglier than…" Shane motioned with his head over at the witch, who was still leading them toward a giant hedge.
"Where are you taking us?" Caitlyn said. She hated being in strange places, especially without Nate, at night, and with Shane of all people, not to mention a witch.
"Patience, my dears," The witch called back to them. "You'll figure it out."
A few more moments passed before the witch stopped and turned to look at them.
"Both of you have to go through this maze, and you'll each find something precious to you when you reach the middle. Careful though, there are plenty of twists and turns. Not to mention plenty of surprises along the way." The witch cackled again.
"ENOUGH WITH THE CACKLING!" Shane yelled, frustrated.
But the witch only smiled.
"Has…has anyone ever gotten lost?" Caitlyn said, also wondering if people died in there, trying to find their way out.
"Only time will tell," The witch grinned. "And the time for talking is over." She whirled her wand again, muttering an incantation.
"What?" Shane said, just before the witch disappeared.
"C'mon," Caitlyn mumbled. The faster she finished the maze, the sooner she could get as far away from Shane as she could, and be back in Nate's arms.