The thief paused. Conscience wasn't usually a consideration, but today his own granny had gone into a home and he was feeling more merciful than usual. On the other hand, that care was going to be expensive. He pulled out a handful of notes, thrust them at the old lady and ran off with the bag.
Sadly for him, he'd just had his first (and last) encounter with a witch. The bag twitched ominously. An enchantment had been triggered...