Wolfgang Hohlbein 
The Hexer from Salem — Witches of Salem 
Episode 3

He was running for his life.
They were behind him. Though he couldn’t see or hear them, he could feel them closing in. Behind him, or maybe already in front of him, somewhere in the darkness blanketing the street like a black cloud. This was their territory and they knew every step, every hiding place and every shortcut. He had a bit of a head start but he was under no illusion. They initially took him for an idiot from the countryside, a farmer terrified by the sight of a knife, the thought of fighting back not even crossing his mind. But as soon as he knocked out the teeth of one, the other three knew not to make the same mistake…

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