Anthea turned the knob and pulled on the door, nothing happened. She tried again and again to get the door open but no matter what, the door wouldn't move. She lumped against the door, falling to her knees. The witch made faking gagging sounds as if she was actually choking, of course it was all an act. She crawled away from the door and laid down in the middle of the living room. It's confusing, the witch didn't cast a spell, yet the door was sealed tight and refused to move. What is this witch craft!<br/>"You kind of sound like a cat yourself, I'm guessing you don't do much expect for those things you mentioned, well without the meowing and purring. Are you a witch?" She asked and standing up, making her way over to Lilith.<br/>Anthea took Lilith's hand, her eyes sparkling.<br/>" Because if you are, that's so cool! I haven't made very many friends with witches. Think about.... We could be best friend." She whispered in an almost scary tone.