3.2

One morning Emelies mother was not by her bed when she woke. Instead there stood a tall dark man in a clerical robe. She recognised him as one of the men that conducted their daily meetings with her and her mother but that he was there very rarely. She recognised him mostly because he gave her glances as if he was undressing her when he thought she would not see. Of course she always saw it as she noticed everything that happened around her at all times but she was careful to never reveal that she knew.
He had that look in his eyes now and didn't bother hiding it, perhaps he had been worried before that someone else would notice his behaviour and there was no worry about that now.

The front door opened and another man walked in with his nose up in the air as if he was inspecting the ceiling expecting it to fall down on him. He stopped in the middle of the room and addressed Emelie without looking at her.
- You are Emelie, daughter of Sofia, are you not?
Before she had the chance to answer he bellowed,
- Are you slow or just disrespectful? Do you find your situation amusing in some ungodly way? Did you find pleasure in your actions and demonlike behaviour? Did you?
Emelie just looked at the man wondering what he was talking about.
- Have you become deaf or are you just a mute imbecil? Tell me now, how can it be that we found your mother in that state? What have you done to her?
- I have only been sleeping all night my lord, she managed to say, mother was awake when I fell asleep and I expected to see her as I always do. As the first thing my eyes see each morning.
The man looked as if he could not believe his ears.
- You mean that you do not know anything? The work of witches is obvious here. See to it that she is not left by herself and take her to the bastion.
The tall, dark man grabbed her arm so it hurt and pulled her out into the bright morning light. Out through the door with the monestary as their goal. At the wall outside the little house she saw a small crowed being held back by clerics. Through the crowd she caught a glimpse of her mother sitting against the wall with a frozen face expression looking out into thin air grabbing around but catching nothing. Suddenly she screamed, devoco devoco!