"What is this ?" She shouted causing fear on the hearts of others.
"It …it..it is the sign!" Miss Carol shouted out loud with fear after observing the mark on Lucius' hand.
"What sign ? " Madame Delvin panicked.
"The mark of the witches and wizards , they have chosen him , they have chosen him…" she repeated over and over with her chest beating uncontrollably.
"Chosen him for what? " Madame Reynolds questioned with a bit of calmness.
The whole of the camp this time was beyond calmness. Everyone was busy saying what each know about the mark .
It was a spare shaped mark which was on his hands as though a real burning spare was placed on his hands to form the shape.
"Oh! Oh!" Madame Devlin cried, why me ? What have I done to deserve all these ? They took my husband, now they want to take my son, my only hope on this earth" she sobbed bitterly.
"They can not do anything Madame Devlin" Madame Reynolds consoled .
"They have already" miss Carol interrupted. "Once you find their mark on you …you are theirs forever!" She bowed her head.
"How do you know of this?" Madame Reynolds asked with curiosity and interest.
"My brother, that was how they took him. This mark was found on him after recovering from a deadly illness , he started to manifest some esoteric behaviors, but my parents tried all they could to get him from them but all expectations fell through, they took him" she bust into tears.
"Sorrow sorrow prayers" Madame Reynolds consoled.
"I loved him so much, but there was nothing we could do to save him, they took him! The underworld! He was only twelve years of age, I have never seen him since then on" .
The shock the witch brought upon the camp was so obvious like the rain falling heavily upon the face of the earth.
Everyone was silent for the rest of the evening. They only talked if it was unavoidable.
For fear of the return of the witch ; Lucius was told to sit inside the tent, under the watchful eyes of the campers. They could not risk losing anyone. If anything should happen to Lucius… then …Madame Devlin would be devastated and no one wanted that for the poor woman she had suffered a lot.
She sat on the floor of the tent staring at her sleeping son. He looked so peaceful, just like his father she smiled.
She stood to have a change of clothes, she brought out a blue gown and stared at it for a while.
"This was the first gift Devlin gave to me" she smiled.
Getting into them she noticed it was bigger than her body,
" oh my God!" She laughed. " this gown was my exact size , it used to fit me so perfectly, oh! I have become so skinny ".
She got out of it and changed into a brown
Silk gown which had feathers on it neck.
" Time to sleep" she said to herself.
Deep into the night the scream of a child woke everyone who never slept so deep.
They all ran to Madame Devlin's to see what had happened. Only to find her out of the tent also heading towards them with sleeping Lucius on her shoulders fast asleep.
"What happened? She asked with curiosity ".
"We came to see if something was wrong with Lucius " Madame Reynolds said with surprise " we heard a scream and thought it was from your tent" .
"No it wasn't from mine, you can see he is fast asleep, I could not leave him alone inside so I decided to bring out with me".
"If it wasn't Lucius…then who?" An average man among the little crowd asked causing panic on the others