61 A witch?

"Don't even ask me what I have just seen. Now we are going to be doomed, for sure." A man stepped in the middle of the main square of the buzzing market and started chanting with all of his might. 

Four streets budded from the square and went in all directions of the town. Usually around the main square, people from all classes could be seen crossing paths in order to reach their desired destinations. It was also the spot where many jobless men and women from lower class came and sat everyday, offering their services so that some elite class or middle class might choose them for the job. 

Soon the man had managed to capture the interest of many around him and as expected, gradually a crowd of men and women was starting to form around him. Almost all of them didn't recognize this man but it didn't interest them at the moment. What he was telling them was more interesting.

"Oh I wish I lost my sight before seeing that." He wailed, placing a hand above his head.