Haunted Wood Hand in Hand

She smirked, assuming that he'd not known of the pit before this. 
He seemed flippant about it, like he was taking it as some sort of warning. Or was she just thinking about it too much. 

"Prisoners. Of course they have to be incapacitated in some way, though poppies or some injury." 
She assessed the trees, a few with the bark scratched from it. Vengeances markings. She knew the pit often loomed without notice to swallow you up, so she hoped she would see it and maybe trick Santi into falling in. Though he was pretty alert.