Standing in the middle of an awkwardly close stick figure of a human body diagram, Agnes did her best not to look down and suppressed her laugh.
For all, she could feel Jinn's piercing gaze boring on her face as if it was waiting for her to slip and show a reaction.
Without taking his eyes off her, Jinn slowly mixed the soul root concoction in a warm flask, courtesy of a closed cafeteria.
"Drink this and close your eyes; you know the drill." Jinn passed a cup filled with herbal water to Agnes before moving to sit on an old chair he dug out from some corner.
"I never knew something I assumed to be so simple would make me so nervous one day." She could see her hands trembling as she grasped hold of the cup.
But soon, with a steel resolve, she drank the water and closed her eyes.
And then… her body jolted.
