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“I swear I saw her walking through a graveyard once, naked and singing!"
“She's evil. Working with dark forces."
Twenty men stand together, surrounding a single woman tied to a pyre. Her eyes are tightly closed.
“This will teach you to deceive good Christian folk, devil worshipper!"
“I can't believe I let her be a mid wife to my beloved Charlotte..."
“She will burn for her sin."
A woman in tattered clothes tears through the throng. Flowers hang loosely from her hair and threaten to fall as she grasps the arm of a man in the crowd. "I beg you, Amos! Show mercy! She is innocent!"
“Quiet, woman. She has already been judged."
“Judged? For what? What charges have been placed against her?"
“She speaks in spells, and the priest confirmed she has a devil's mark on her arm."
“Ridiculous! She is foreign, she does not speak in spells! And she told me she has always borne that mark, since infant-hood!"
“Then she has always been a witch."
The men begin stacking wood, red coals are brought in metal buckets. Silent tears stream down the face of the accused.
The woman at the front becomes hysterical. "Please! Stop! Please! Please!" Her voice becomes more frantic as coals are laid on the pyre. Flames begin slowly licking their way up.
“Alice!" The hysterical woman runs toward the stake but is held back. "Alice I love you!"
Alice lifts her head. Their eyes meet through the haze of smoke. "I love you too." Her gaze holds sudden resolution. "I don't want to leave you, Catherine!"
Alice faces the heavens, determination etched on her face. "I'm sorry Leader! I'm going to fail this mission!" Something begins to glow under her sleeve, at first no brighter than the coals, then brighter than the fire itself.
“The devil's mark! She's drawing on its power!"
“The witch will kill us all!"
There is a loud humming, a bright light. Suddenly Alice is gone. The fire is still burning, dry wood crackles and sparks.
The crowd is silent at first, then confusion breaks into chaos.
Amid the uproar no one seems to notice that Catherine is missing, leaving only trampled flowers in the place she once stood.
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