"Well, hello my sister's murderer. As it seems you underestimate witches. As always" she told him with a cold smile.
She circled around him, her fingertips making lines on his broad shoulders as he felt panic rise in him. Everyone was asleep, they didn't seem to be dead or suffering from the way their chests were moving and their peaceful expressions. That was at first. Soon all of them seemed to have pained expressions, twitching and groaning. Mikael stared at them unable to move, panicking as he was totally unaware of what was happening. Fooled. All of them had been fooled.
"What are you doing to them?" Mikael asked.
"I am giving them a taste of my pain." She said. "I won't kill them, don't worry. They did not kill my sister after all. You did"
"How did you know?"
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