The hedgerows gradually decreased in height, there was a sharp left turn in the lane and in front of him was a small village. He slowed the car and fo...nd a place at the side of the road and stopped. And looked!! It was like a picture post card. For a start, his was the only car in sight, all the cottages had thatched roofs, there was a village green and a duck pond and a really old church with a steeple surrounded by a graveyard. Inevitably he thought of Brigadoon with the mists & glens. He could see the two shadows through the tent, merging as one. His blood boiled as he thought what the man was doing to her, he had no right to touch her like that, she was supposed to be his. He slowly moved closer to the pitch, being careful not to make a sound. He could see they were naked now and he couldn't wait any longer. He picked up a stone and threw it in front of the tent ensuring it made a loud thud. The noise disturbed the couple. "What was that?" she said. "dunno, probably. Very well, I promise that if you follow directions on whatever you buy, you won't be turned into a woman." "And no giving confusing instructions, or ones that can't be followed," Victor responded. He'd heard stories that indicated the wizard could be pretty tricky. The old man's smile faded, as if he'd been caught with extra cards up his sleeve. "Oh, all right, I promise that too. So, what *can* I do for you today?" Victor thought for a moment. "I need some new girls to be on campus, ones. You’ll watch over her and give her guidance. Whether you choose a path of good and kindness for her or a path of evil and cruelty, is up to you.’ Around him, the endless expanse of white began to shift, like a curtain being lifted to reveal the hospital room that he’d just seen. The woman began to walk away, ‘Wait,’ Mikael called after her, ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘You’ll work it out. I’ll see you on her twenty-first birthday. Just try and keep her alive until then, her life is more important to.