Cursed by Toon Witch

"Hello Hollywood!" Alisha said cheerfully as she saw the famous city of dreams come into view. Fresh put of acting school the stunning blonde immeadiately found a place to stay and lined up dozens of interviews for typical jobs until she could catch her big break.

Full of high hopes she soon pulled into the parkinglot of her new apartment complex. Surprisingly cheap for the area the peppy blonde started unloading her initial luggage full of essentials. Her moving truck arriving within the next day or two.

Almost skipping to the front of the building Alisha looked over to find the reason her new apartment was so cheap. A dreary evil looking toon house sat in the next lot. Clashing with everything around it.

To this Alisha just shrugged her shoulders and said "if living next to a shitty old toon home means I get to live forty percent cheaper fine by me." Before continuing inside. Not noticing the very owner of the gloomy cabin heard every word.

The old crones face flushed red, in a rising line from her neck up, in anger. Turning in an exagerated huff, black cloak billowing in a non-existant breeze, she grabbed her dusty yellowed spell book. Her angry expression soon turning into a toothy sadistic grin.