After about 30s, she felt another tap on her head and waited patiently. The process was repeated and she felt the new head. She grinned to herself. Th...s wasn't at all difficult! Another tap on her head and she waited patiently.'So? What's your guess?''James first, Oliver second.''Good. Easy wasn't it? So, now it gets a bit more difficult. Hold out your hands again.'Claire did as she was told. Oliver moved forwards, touched her on the head with one hand and placed his other hand in hers. Claire. "I don't understand this. I pictured you dying from a lightning bolt from my hand. I must have to concentrate more." Harold closed his eyes and held his hand out again. I quickly looked around and found some discarded shackles — why he had them in his chamber I've no idea — and quickly picked them up.When he opened his eyes, he saw me standing there and he screamed out in shock. "THAT CAN'T BE! YOU HAVE TO BE DEAD! It was my law that you die."I shrugged. "What can I say? I don't like laws.. Who is nowstuck as a baby girl and none to happy about it either??"No? I simply answered and shock my head"I love it? she laughed "I'm sorry but I find your sad fate delicious,you see I actually hate all men and wish I could do the same to all ofthem. Such a glorious and appropriate fate?She saw my terrified reaction and more gently said "However in spiteyou having once been a man, as promised I will help you and your poormother, as you are such a pretty little girl now and I just can'tresist a. There we sat for a few minutes, with Joyce muttering about how even with a pre-arranged appointment, you still had to wait, so what was the point of booking in the first place.Joyce seemed a little ill at ease, as I was, as there were the many people sitting in the waiting room. I kept getting flashes of the odd feeling, lots of different things and from all directions. It made me a bit nervous, and I sat with my feet up on the chair, hugging my knees. The fact that Joyce and D were there.