“Tell Beth I Любовь her” Debra begged of Simon.
“I promise” Simon quickly replied as he pushed her outside. As soon as she had walked out of the door he shut it and leaned against, allowing no one to pass.
“Move, Ты foolish boy!” Agnes ordered when standing in front of him. Simon looked up at her challengingly. Agnes grabbed his рубашка and pulled him away from the door. “Put him in the cage” she barked. Ross and another man each grabbed one of Simon’s arms and dragged him to the cage where Debra had been captivated in the past week.
Agnes turned to a ten год old boy, who did not dare to look her in the eyes. “You. How fast can Ты run?”
“Very fast, ma’am” the boy replied shy.
“Good” Agnes continued and she stepped towards him. Her hand disappeared in her куртка and she conjured a small dagger. She put the dagger into the boy’s hands. “Find Debra and wound her. You’re not allowed to kill her, but if Ты wound her, it will be easier to bring her home”
The boy clenched the dagger and turned around, running off.
He came back ten минуты later, with a clean dagger and no Debra. Agnes’ eyes were like icicles when the boy remained at the door, trembling from fear. Then, without a warning, he started sobbing.
Agnes took a deep breath and commanded herself to stay calm. If there was one thing she hated еще than children, it was children that cried.
“What is it, my dear?” she asked in her sweetest voice.
“I…I…” the boy hiccupped.
“Now, now, away with those tears” Agnes said, a faint smile on her face. “Tell me what happened”
The boy took a few deep, yawning breaths before he poured the bucket of ice cold water over Agnes’ head. “There was a car…and it hit Debra…She’s dead”