Super Witch

The fanged sheriff stood outside the hut taking notes. His tail twitched nervously.

“Let me get this straight,” he said, “a ghoul broke in and trashed your shop and then took the kids you had in the oven?”

“Yes, that’s how it happened. The kids weren’t even fully cooked. What’s going on in this town? A witch can’t even feel safe in her own home!”

The sheriff closed his notebook. This was bad. He was going to need help.

Pulling out his cell, he called headquarters, “Summon the Super Witch.”

Moments later the spotlight signal lit up the clouds.

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