your hands were tied, you swallowed cold air that choked you, leading you to the Manchester square, people came to see the witch's die, the guards tried to drown you, but suddenly they let you go, in front of you saw a tall, face hidden by a with a mask-skull, then sheriff escaped the man came up to you, looking at you he said —“this is not even close to a witch, leave now" said the man, as soon as people dispersed, he said —“you are white witch, if you want to live, come with me”