Ava Woods
Ava felt her hand getting colder as the minutes passed by.
She glanced at her watch and realized she had been here for more than two hours now. She stared at the two way mirror in front of her. She couldn't help but wonder who was watching her.
She pursed her lips.
She closed her eyes then slowly extended her senses. To no avail.
They were using handcuffs with iron and even the chair and the table in front of her was made of iron. The door and walls might be made with iron too.
But this was something that she already expected.
This time, she thought about the things that Shaman Gaas told her about lucid dreams or dream walking. The old man assured her that she could use her abilities even if she was surrounded by Iron. Of course, she found it hard to believe the old man. After all, Iron is a witch's ultimate weakness.
