"I'm sorry, but I can't help you." I didn't want to risk it, something was off about her.
"You don't have a choice." Suddenly, she pulled out a knife and held it inches from my neck. I carefully nodded.
"Alright, I'll see what I can do."
"Good. Just to be sure you're not going to run, this will stay here." She kept the knife close to my face and pulled me out the door, leading me down a path behind my home, and into a forest. We had been walking for an hour when we finally arrived at a small cottage.
"Go inside, I'll be waiting out here." I looked at her suspiciously but obeyed, opening the creaking door to the falling apart home. Once inside, I saw an elderly woman laying on the bed, looking around deliriously.
"Ma'am, I heard you require my assistance. What ails you?"
"The only thing that ails me is old age. Leave this place, guards are coming for you! They will accuse you of witch craft and burn you. Leave! I am old and dying anyways."
"But ma'am-"
"Go, while you can, your herbs will do nothing for me." Hesitantly, I turned around an began to run, when I came face to face with the edge of a knife.
"Where are you going?"
"There is nothing that can be done for your mother. I am leaving."
"I don't think so."
"Maybe I could... Persuade you." Reaching into my pocket, I felt around
"You don't have a choice." Suddenly, she pulled out a knife and held it inches from my neck. I carefully nodded.
"Alright, I'll see what I can do."
"Good. Just to be sure you're not going to run, this will stay here." She kept the knife close to my face and pulled me out the door, leading me down a path behind my home, and into a forest. We had been walking for an hour when we finally arrived at a small cottage.
"Go inside, I'll be waiting out here." I looked at her suspiciously but obeyed, opening the creaking door to the falling apart home. Once inside, I saw an elderly woman laying on the bed, looking around deliriously.
"Ma'am, I heard you require my assistance. What ails you?"
"The only thing that ails me is old age. Leave this place, guards are coming for you! They will accuse you of witch craft and burn you. Leave! I am old and dying anyways."
"But ma'am-"
"Go, while you can, your herbs will do nothing for me." Hesitantly, I turned around an began to run, when I came face to face with the edge of a knife.
"Where are you going?"
"There is nothing that can be done for your mother. I am leaving."
"I don't think so."
"Maybe I could... Persuade you." Reaching into my pocket, I felt around