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Mack was lying in her cot facing the wall, since she couldn’t lay on her back. She was shivering and she was in pain. Since she was blind her sense of touch and feeling was more heightened, hence the lashes hurt even more. She was more sensitive to pain, but also to pleasure, which is both a blessing and a curse. This time it was a curse. She flinched when she hurt a loud noise outside of her cell. “Please don’t hurt me.” She whispered. It was a reflex by now.

Mack was lying in her cot as she woke up slowly. At least she thought she was awake, but she wasn’t sure, cause everything around her was silent. Completely silent. “What is happening?” She asked. She was sure she said those words but she couldn’t hear them. She was deaf. She let out a loud scream, trying to break through her deafness but it was no use.

Every Friday Sidian made his way to his shop, nodding to his employees if they had earned it that week, counting out the money and storing it in the safe, taking the weeks inventory. Most managers, or even owners of any business’s had a person who did all that for them. But Sidian was not like most, he always held a sense of mystery and power, the only two things he really ever wanted to be showing. He trusted no one on this island, the only purpose he had there was his job, of course the source of money flow he had going was not at all how he expected it to be when he first arrived, or even when he accepted the invitation. It had been in a fancy envelope, drenched in fragrance and the energy of another witch, at the time Sidian hadn’t thought much of it, thinking that perhaps it had been a secretary of some sort-- but now that he had gotten closer to the source he knew that had not been the case. Still, it didn’t matter, is books matched up and the employees for the day had long since sent back to their cells or owners.

It was always dim in the cells, but when Georgia opened her eyes today, there was more to it than that. Even pitch dark was an understatement. She blinked a few times, confirming that her sight really was gone, then threw her head back with a growl. As irate as she was, she wasn’t surprised. “God, I fucking hate witches." She took a deep breath, figuring she’d have to rely on her keen nose to tell her who surrounded her until this was dealt with, yet a moment of attempting this also told her the cells were near empty. Or she’d lost her scent, too. Fuck knew what was going on.

“I’ll have you know that at before I came here I was engaged to be married. Ironically my fiancé drowned, it was terribly tragic.” As she spoke her expression became bitter with tears welling in her eyes. Of course she was lying, but she if she didn’t do everything to make it believable no one would be taken in. “I suppose that’s why they say that you shouldn’t fall for a human. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to talk your ear off.“

“Oh, my dear child, it would behoove you to cease what you’re doing.” Unimpressed, to say the least, he is very unimpressed with the other adjacent to him. Then again Sidian never was truly impressed by anyone in general, least of all a pesky little twat that was prying where their nose did not belong. Of course, Sidian was there to handle the prying,  he shifted to the side, glancing at the person before letting out a sigh. This was a waste of his time yet here he was doing what his employees should have been doing, investigating what this nosy person was doing to their…progress. But if you wanted something done right, you had to do it yourself. “Be careful, your next words could be your last.”