Can I have the twisted hags please?

It was too horrible for words. But here are some words anyway. Two brooms, black cat, twisted hags, winged bat, blood and the eye of newt.

Picking any one of these would most likely lead to ritualistic humiliation and mind destroying torment.

The rules had been set in stone for as long as time itself and with a crushing sense of inevitability and doom we had to ask for the question despite knowing full well the answer would be as difficult as carrying water with a sieve.

For some inexplicable reason I was on the Halloween edition of Only Connect.