Walking further down the path, you come upon more empty territory with nothing but the path and the surrounding grass in sight. You wonder where this long path goes, and then, far away from the start of the path, you come upon a small wooden cottage. It looks rather out of place here, especially since you figure such houses haven't been built in centuries. There's ill-reeking smoke coming from the chimney, which makes you all the more curious and makes you forget about common courtesy as you walk on over to the cottage and open the unlocked door. You step inside, the interior poorly lit by candles, a bubbling cauldron in the center of the room and a haggard old female figure looking up in surprise as you walk in.
"How dare you enter my home so brashly, nuisance", she cackles, "this will be the last time you make the mistake of trespassing on the property of a witch!" You look astounded and start:"I'm sorry, I'll leave--" but before you can finish your sentence, bolts of energy fly from her fingertips and zap you, momentarily lighting you up like a candle while her spell takes effect...