Right now, Zain and Sebastian were in very big trouble. One of the men standing around them was coming up to where they stood on the platform. They were pulling their selves aggressively now, struggling hard to set themselves free from the shackles around their ankles.
"What do we do now? He's coming up here," asked Zain, with her voice edging with dread.
"I don't know Potter!" said Sebastian, "You could have thought of something when we had some time!" he added.
"What would I have done, Sebastian? I don't think you should be blaming me for any of this!" replied Zain.
"We should not be arguing now, we just need to concentrate on finding a way out of these chains on time, before that man reaches up here," she said to him.
The bald head man in a black robe was coming faster towards Zain and Sebastian. They were both struggling with everything they had in them, but the shackles on their ankles seems to be so much stronger than they could imagine.
