... It hard been a hard day, certainly. He had been distracted a little lately, and was finding it very difficult to get a full grasp of algebra. Now, he had to complete two pages of his textbook for his homework. He sighed, and made his way home. Although he wasn't one for cheating, perhaps his new friend could help him, conjure the answers into his workbook. He smiled, and the smell of a barbecue wisped around him, carried on the gentle summer breeze, making him ever so slightly hungry. He quickened his pace towards his house, eager to appease his growling stomach. As he turned into his street, nothing had quite prepared him for the sight that greeted him. It wasn't every day you saw an angry mob wielding burning torches, especially not one dancing around a burning pyre. Reverend Greene seemed to be conducting a ceremony, throwing holy water into the centre of the fire, chanting Biblical portents at its core. At the centre of the flames, Simon could see the witch, her smouldering form dotted with embers, in the middle of summoning some unholy daemon to wreak havoc and bloody vengeance upon her blood-baying audience. The smell hit Simon once more, and he really fancied a burger.
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