Castle(3)

“Damn it. Burn him.” She heard John’s hoarse voice besides her. Through the feeble fire,she can see the anger on John’s Pale face. Men get angry from the fear of the unknown. Poor John. “We can’t do this. What if the whole house catches fire then?” She whispered to John’s ear. “Then what? I am not going to come near him in any ways.”
“Give me your knife.”
“Are you mad?”
“Give me your knife!”
Reluctantly, John passed the knife to her hand. Jenny hold the match in front of her like a sacred protection, the light shivering in the dark. Let light kill evilness.One step, two steps, she murmured.