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to lift her head. She tried, stretching and forcing herself to look, but she could not. There were images in front of her but they were blurry, as though painted by a broad brushstroke. She could not see anything clearly.  She reached around and found that she was bound in place. She felt something near her that was hard and firm. She widened her eyes and then blurry images slowly swirled in front of her vision. She could see.
    When she opened her eyes she could see that she was still in the same room as before. She was bound and Ethan was bound beside her. She had not fully focused on him, but was certain that the form next to hers was his. Her heart instinctively knew that Ethan was near. It was an instinct and she knew that her other half was beside her.  That relieved her, just a little bit. She glanced around the room, head lolling from side to side and then she was able to focus on him. He was too her left, but craned his head so that he could look at her.
    Ethan groaned and shook his head beside her.  “Anna, are you awake?” he asked, his voice raw. His eyes were wet and glossy, a sheet of moisture over them. They were hazy and rolled around in her love’s head. She breathed deep.
                  “I am,” she said, stretching out her muscles. They were all tense and her head was still extremely foggy. It was like it was hard to make her eyes focus, make them keep to one picture. Her brain was also not making thoughts the way it should be.
    He forced himself over so that he could look at her as much as he could. Now that she was more awake she saw that they were bound tightly. Ethan’s head lolled to the side, but he was trying to look at her.  “Did you dream while you were out?” he asked her. His words were strained, as if he was really struggling to ask them. He was confused and tired as she was, but he was trying so hard.
    She was about to say that no, she had not dreamt, when she remembered that she had. While she was unconscious she was taken back to the same place that many of her dreams had taken her. She was back in an apartment building very much like the one that she was currently in. It was in much worse repair and looked like it had seen it’s best days long before. Many children huddled in this facility. This was the scene of their childhood kidnapping.
                  She had been so scared. Her heart pounded in his chest. She was only seven and this was the scariest thing in the whole wide world. Tears flooded her eyes and she could not see. The whole room around her blurred and there was nothing else there. She blinked and opened her eyes, trying her hardest to see. She could see that there were other children all around her. Some cried and sobbed but they were all as quiet as could be.
                  There was a boy there who had the softest, most gentle brown eyes ever. They were expressive and blinked sporadically. The boy stared at her and they communicated. Something had been done to them earlier, they had been cut. He looked at her and she could hear his voice in her head. He was telling her something very important.
                  We can use our powers together, Anna.
                  Anna blinked and she nodded. “I remember,” she told him as she returned to the present.
    The moment that she spoke, the door opened and sharp white light flooded the room. It burned her eyes deep, making them water, but as moist as they were they were hot and she yelped. The pain of the light forced Anna to blink her eyes, in attempt to protect herself. She reached to cover her eyes, but found that the bindings prevented doing so. The light was soon gone and she could see that the man had entered the room. He stood tall, flanked on either side by the two women from earlier. They still wore the black masks that were covering their faces. Each woman held a woven basket of thick fibers. The fibers crisscrossed in deep patterns. The basket