What magic, what witches. As if this was some Harry-potter world. Yeah, right, gimme my wand and flying broom, and I'll get myself out of here! ', thought Kyra to herself sarcastically. Like hell would she believe these two crazy cellmates of hers here.
'They're definitely crazy,' Kyra swore to herself. As if she really would believe in this spirit and other nonsense. No! She had to get out of here before they did something crazier to her. She must've passed out momentarily due to her injury from last night. She probably had a brain- concussion or something. Yes, that was it. Kyra nodded to herself as she went through these thoughts.
Bree was silent on her end all this time, going back to her old self, but she'd never taken her eyes off Kyra as Nisa kept chattering away. She had noticed the defying and unaccepting expressions on Kyra's face even though the latter tried to hide it.
"She doesn't believe you", said Bree as she shook her head at Nisa.
