As the two children fell into deep sleep, outside the door of the Candy House, accompanied by a pitch-black smoke, the figure of an old witch silently appeared at the doorway.
She was dressed in a pitch-black Magic Robe and a pointed Wizard hat, with evil-gleaming bluish-gray eyes, a long hooked nose, and a face full of wrinkles and age spots like tree bark, looking exactly like the standard evil old witch from a fairy tale.
In a moment, the pitch-black smoke slowly dissipated, and the completely solidified old witch extended her hand to push open the white chocolate door of the Candy House.
Upon entering the house, she glanced at the furniture that had been gnawed into a mess and a sinister smile curled up at the corners of her mouth.
She did not linger on the first floor, and walked straight towards the staircase leading to the second floor, as if she had already pinpointed the location of the two young uninvited guests.
