Dream Mate
“Okay, so there won’t be words. Just my sword cutting off her damn head. And if I run into Katrina’s Bisnonna in the process, I might kill her too. Because I bet money, she knows what Katrina is to me.”
I stormed out of the safe room, unsure what I would face beyond the door but not caring. Every enemy I kill is a step closer to Shit Witch. And that is what matters. As I stepped out the door, I had to stop and blink. Previously I walked out into linear hallways.
This was not like that. The hallway went in all weird ways, with ladders and slides between here and there. And to make it more annoying between each ladder and slide were very angry-looking plastic… Yes, those are monkeys.