66 65. Dreams

Que huddled in a dark corner of the cell, away from any possible threatening monster or ghost lurking around the dirty cellar. The sense of danger lingering around the corner chase all other discomforts she was feeling and forcused on staying alive for the mean time. 

She isn't entirely defenses, but there's also no telling if she could actually use her power, ..Er curse. But that is her only weapon now.

She closed her eyes, willed herself to calm down and forcus on her inner self where she could tap into her energy field. That was how she was able to fire that shot at the strange tree.

Que forcused and forcused some more, and after 10 minutes of utter silence, loud snores filled the air. The new prisoner which was brought in a couple of hours ago was soon fast asleep despite the unfavorable surrounding.

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