I was a witch helping other witches in their goal to kill a town of people, but first we had to get there. We travelled along a vast highway, hopping across the rooves of cars to travel. Amidst our travel the leader of the coven jumped from a oil truck, but her comically large clown shoes got caught on the vehicle and came off her feet.
“I can’t go any further, not without my shoes” she wailed. “You can have mine,” I said attempting to comfort her. “I can’t, it would be too embarrassing…” she tried to push me away. “Not as embarrassing as not having any shoes” I said to her, taking my shoes off and handing them to her.
“But, how will you enter the town? You must have footwear on to enter.” She tried to warn me, but I pointed out that I was wearing socks and thus was ok. As we arrived to the town we discovered everyone was already dead. So, we chose to summon their ghosts and torment them instead. However, all the townsfolk were sadists and enjoyed our torture