“Now where was I? Oh yeah. You well heal. Even the scares you had on your hands from the hand-cuffs. They will go away in time that you become of your powers, but in the time being you will have many more scares.” He cut at my hand. The same pain hit me. I wanted to cry but I wasn’t going to. I wasn’t going to show him that he was winning this. Really he wasn’t. I had to find a way to get out of this. After ten minutes of him cutting at my arms he stopped and let me fall. I move the littlest I could and look to see that the little girl was still there whispering. What was she whispering? ‘She a witch.’ The words in my word popped up out of nowhere. ‘Go after her brake her thoughts; let us in Nora, its Nick. Please let us in.’ The pain was dying down; I looked at her then at Louise. Lou

