'Pretty'
The witch mans thoughts were dark with bad intentions. A wicked smirk spreading across his pale-ish lips, his still bloodied teeth visible, his sharp, bloody left canine visible.
The pale turquoise and jade necklace with a yellow triangle with a pale turquoise crystal around his neck glowed bright, pulsing like his racing heart.
'so very pretty in everything.. mine .. he shall be mine.'
The wizard thought darkly ... Then added.
'i will win him, whatever i have to do... I dont care.'
The wizard then left quietly, planning.
Hours later....
The man with the walkie talkie was taking a break, talking to the microphone, his head was covered my a fully bloomed tree branch, one hand behind his back the other on the mice he spoke quietly.
"No sight of the victim
. . .
He paused, looked around as if slightly .... Nervous? Then he continued.
Suspicious activity in the woods...."
After a deep breath, he added.
"I need back up asap(as soon as possible) to my location
. . .
He paused again, then whispered as if he didnt want anyone to hear him.
Its dark and im a little lost"
The man then got quiet. Waiting for his teammates answer, gritting hus teeth and taking deep breaths. The answers comes quick.
"Copy. We are coming . . . Stay where you are."
The static filled voices come through. Sounding serious and professional.
The man exhaled softly, hoping nothing else will go wrong.
Yet the worst was yet to come.