The next day. The witch leaves her house, locking the door, and heads out. She goes to Damon's doghouse.
"I'll be back boy. I'm going to see one of your friends, that escape, from last night. Be a good dog and I might give you a treat."
She pets Damon and leaves as she looks for one of his friends. John was at home looking through his loot.
He couldn't believe, how much, he stole with Chris. "Oh man. This is alot of loot. I'm going to be rich."
He then thinks about Damon. "Wonder if Damon made it out. Ah I'm sure he's fine. He must have escape."
Suddenly John heard a knock, from his door, and figures it was Damon. He heads to the door.
"Is that you Damon? Me and Chris was worried about you." John open the door as he suddenly turn pale.
It was the witch that he stole from. "So this is where you were hidding. You have a nice place here."
John was about to run. But the witch stop him in his tracks. "Don't think you can escape me this time."
John started to shake. He was scared of what the witch was going to do to him. "W-what do you want?" The witch smile.
"You, of course, along with my stuff. Your goint to make a nice pet, for me, just like your friend."
John figures she was talking about Damon. "Wh-what did you d-do to him?" The witch pulls out her wand.
"The same thing I'm going to do to you."