The Meeting Room

"The double-doors into the room were open. I
peeped in. It was a colossal room. There were
rows and rows of chairs, all facing the platform.
The chairs were painted gold and they had little
red cushions on the seats. But there was not a
soul in sight."
"My blood turned to ice. They were all wearing gloves, this was not a room full of women, it was
a room full of witches and I was stuck in it."