[Boston Courtroom 1702]

Reverend Johnson: (clicks tongue) I don't know what to tell you Mr. Vahmori, all I can say is how sorry I am for the victims. If only I didn't let my logic get the better of me.

(Mr. Vahmori is skeptical of his sentiment)

Mr. Vahmori: Are you really sorry or did your lawyer just coach you on that just for you not to spend years in jail?

Prosecuter: Objection!

Judge: Sustained!

Reverend Johnson: No one is making no one do anything. What I'm saying is anything genuine but.

Mr. Vahmori: Genuine eh? What about killing the four victims and one of them gave you a name? You call that genuine?

Prosecuter: Objection! Your honor he is clearly accusing my client without further eleborate statements! All phantasm!

Judge: I will have to stop you there Mr. Vahmori.

Mr. Vahmori: Just a simple question, your honor.

Prosecuter; Don't answer his question, Elias!

Mr. Vahmori: (he smiles at the Prosecuter's words when he said that) Silence is sanity, it seems wouldn't you say?

(Then his smile turns into a scowl then the judge pounds the gavel)

Judge: Order,order! You're here to defend both your clients not have a fracus! Get it together!

Mr. Vahmori: Sorry, judge.
(He clears his throat) Tell me in your real perspective your true feelings of what happened back then.

Reverend Johnson: I don't get to tell my side of the story it doesn't seem fair. But again life isn't fair either. You and I both know that. Hmm?

(He looks at Mr. Vahmori tilting his head and having his arms crossed sitting at the front of the witness seat. Mr. Vahmori stares at him silent)

[Salem Massachusetts 1692]

(cordelle goes over to one of the cell cages and sees the Man from Chapter 1. The one who attacked her at knife point. She goes over to him and the man recognizes her immediately he turns from the bench onto her.)

Man: What the hell do you want?

Cordelle: Are you gonna be released or are you going to trial?

(He shakes his head at her)

Man: I'm being released tomorrow but what's it to you?

Cordelle: Okay. Since you're being released the next day, I think you're gonna need this.

(She looks around right,left, and in the back of her and she goes ahead and hands him some money from her job the man surprisingly takes it and looks at her)

Man: What's this?

Cordelle: For your father. To claim his body. And if they don't let you have it and place him properly for rest, I left a note in there that says where you can find it. But you might find the smell intense. I know,because I work as a grave digger.

Man: Why are you helping me? I don't understand.

(She sighs and looks down)

Cordelle: Someone very close to me died and I wasn't able to pay for his body and put him to rest so they dumped him somewhere and I haven't seen it since. So...I know how you feel. You feel angry,you feel guilty,you feel like you could've done something more. But you couldn't. So there you go. You got what you're looking for. Good luck with everything.

(She walks away from the prison cells and he looks at her in a shocking way. Maybe he truly did misjudged her. As she walks away from the cells she couldn't help but stare into little streets of Salem as tears roll down her face she wipes them away with her left hand masking away from the public she's crying then it goes back to the next day. She's off for today so she takes the time to sleep in until a knock is at the door she goes over to answer it and sees Colin at her doorstep with holding a small bouquet of flowers for her)

Colin: Hey.

Cordelle: Is that your way of apologizing for yesterday?

(He looks at the flowers again)

Colin: I mean if you don't want them I can throw them away.

Cordelle: No. I'll take them. Although I gotta be honest I'm not really much of a flower person. But there's also something else I have to say. I don't think me and you should hang out.

Colin: But, why?

Cordelle: I think it's best that way. Besides, you're Nigel's one and only friend and I don't want to get into the middle of it.

Colin: No. He's cool with us hanging out.

Cordelle: There's just some stuff you should know that other people won't tell you. I mean I wanna tell you but I'm not sure what you'd say about it.

Colin: But...did he...did he do something you didn't wanna do?

Cordelle: Does it matter?

Colin: It does if it's affecting you that much.

Cordelle: What difference does it make anyways? Whatever he told you you're not gonna believe me.

Colin: Well...to say the truth he has changed a lot since he came here but again hes probably always been like that. I don't know I'm not allowed to say more. I know that you think all rich people can do whatever they want and no one bats an eye but I'm not one of them believe it or not.

Cordelle: Change? What do you mean by that?

Colin: He's just not the same person I thought he was. I don't know how to explain. But do you have a problem with rich people?

Cordelle: it's not rich people I have a problem with. It's just that everyone doesn't really want people like me around nor my family. So I'm very cautious. And besides with Nigel...
(she wants to tell him but can't) Never mind. I can't say. Let's just forget that subject but bottom line. You should just stay away from me for your own good. People talk Colin. Maybe you should hang with someone where you won't be the talk of the town.

Colin: But I don't care what people think, Cordelle. Give me a day and I'll prove it to you.

Cordelle: No we can't. Sorry.

(Colin relents when she says that and shakes his head)

Colin: Alright then. I wont bother you anymore. But you're welcome for the flowers.

(He leaves from Cordelle's house and she watched him leave laying one arm on her face looking out the small window and looking at the flowers)

********

(The man in front of Nigel is strapped down to the table with his face looking all bruised and bloody it looks like he's barely alive, the man is only naked from the upper part and fully clothed on the waist down wearing only black pants and Nigel starts to grab a needle and burn it with lighter he then looks at the strapped down victim)

Man: Please, I know nothing!

Nigel: I see. Too bad.

(He raises the needle in front of the man and he sees it being lit and he screams pleading for mercy but Nigel looks at him pitiless)

Nigel: Give me names of the witches.

(he then starts to jam the needle inside his abdomen branding his body by putting a straight line on the man while he screams in anguish from the pointy needle and the fact it's burning his skin Nigel seems to be enjoying it)

Nigel: Well!?

Man: I--I

Nigel: This is getting ridiculous. It would make things a whole lot easier if you just talked. (Pause) No? Alright then. You asked for it.

(He decides to get dry ice from a glass plate and he starts getting the grasping forcep to get the dry ice and he starts putting it on the man's whole arm having the man let out another anguish screaming yell sound)

************

(Nigel and Victor Harris comes on back into the room,apparently the man fell asleep)

Victor: What did you need my help with?

Nigel: I interrogate him until the Reverend comes and you're supposed to make him talk.

Victor: Does the Reverend know you're doing this?

Nigel: No. And he doesn't have to know...besides I'm only trying to help after all.

Victor: I mean, if you say so.

(Nigel chuckles and goes up to the man)

Nigel: Wake up! Come on! We're not done yet. Hello! I know you can hear me!

(Victor goes over to the man and puts two fingers on his neck checking his pulse)

Victor: Shit.

Nigel: What?

Victor: He's not breathing.

Nigel: You're fucking kidding me!

(Nigel goes over to the dead guy)

Victor: He's not fucking breathing you idiot!

Nigel: Fuck you Victor!

(Victor tries to shake him awake but Nigel pushes Victor out of the way and goes ahead and tries to do something else)

Nigel: Wake up!

(He slaps him gently and then he shakes the dead corpse)

Wake the fuck up!

(He continues shaking him)

Victor: Oh yeah like that's going to help...

Nigel: Shut up Victor!

(He then looks at the dead corpse then at Victor)

Victor: Don't look at me. I'm not the one who went behind the Reverend's back to do this.

Nigel: Fuuucckk.

(He goes over to the wall and lays his head to the side)

(then someone comes in; The Reverend)

Reverend Johnson: Alright I'm ready for the interrogation. Up and at em. Come on! Mr. Baumann wake up.

(The body doesn't respond)

Mr. Baumann? Stop playing games. I know you're awake. (He slaps him but the body doesn't get up then he looks at Victor)

Reverend Johnson: Victor? What happened?

(He glares at him)

Victor: Oh there is a very good reason he isn't getting up sir...do tell him, Nigel.

(And Nigel gives Victor the stinkeye and tries to talk to Reverend Johnson)

Reverend Johnson: What the hell did you do!?

(He gets angry)

Nigel: I uh...uh...

Reverend Johnson: Was being a fucking idiot huh!?

*he grabs Nigel by the collar and looks at him hard*

you were told by my men to maim him not kill him you idiot! We needed him alive for the interrogation and now look at him!

(He let's go of Nigel by his collar and He beckons at the man's dead corpse)

Nigel: It was an accident, honest!

(And the Reverend gives Nigel a hard slap on the face making him hold his cheek from the sting)

Reverend Johnson: And now we will never know his true intentions! Way to go!

He gets even more angry he goes over to the side so he doesn't look at Nigel)

Victor: Sir?

Reverend Johnson: Get him out of my sight, NOW VICTOR! Before I hurt you and him myself! Before you end up like him Mr. Wheeler! Get out! Both of you!

(Victor grabs Nigel by the arm and escorts him out of the room and Reverend Johnson looks at the body of the dead man in an angry way)

********

(A Few hours Later another knock comes at the door she goes over to answer it. The person at the door is the woman from the professional's house she gives Cordelle a warm smile)

Woman: Hi. You're my husband's patient hm?

Cordelle: Uh...yeah... And you are?

Woman: My name is Ambrosia.

(She extends her hand for a handshake Cordelle gives her one and Ambrosia looks at her in a cheerful way. Ambrosia has natural red hair stands taller than Cordelle and wears a middle class dress)

Cordelle: I didn't know he was married...

Ambrosia: Well now you know! Listen, I was wondering if you wanted to let me help you maybe? I happen to know more about the stuff you're talking to my husband about give or take a few.

Cordelle: Oh I don't know. I'm not really open about what's going on really.

Ambrosia: I will only be a minute. Besides Im sure I have more knowledge than my husband. Hmm? Please do consider.

(The woman is about to leave but Cordelle stops her)

Cordelle: Wait!

Ambrosia: Hm?

Cordelle: Okay. I'll do it. When do you wanna meet up?

(Then she gives her another smile)

Ambrosia: How about tonight in the woods hmm? Im sure no one will follow us.

Cordelle: Woods huh?

Ambrosia: Unless that's a problem?

(But Cordelle is desperate to know what's going on with her)

Cordelle: Yeah. Okay...tonight then. In the woods.

Ambrosia: Good. Don't be late.

********

(When night time approaches it's after 8 PM and Cordelle goes to meet Ambrosia in the woods and she goes and sees Ambrosia waiting for her in the grass in the woods)

Ambrosia: Oh finally! You made it! Now we can begin.

Cordelle: Um...

Ambrosia: You're not gonna back out now, are you?

Cordelle: No. No. I'm just a little bit nervous.

Ambrosia: Don't be. Just relax and let me work my way to you hmm? Lay down.

Cordelle: in the dirt?

Ambrosia: You can turn back now if you wish.

Cordelle: No. No. I need to know whats going on with me.

Ambrosia: Very well. Lay down.

(Cordelle lays down and Ambrosia instructs her to close her eyes she does. And when Cordelle lays down and closes her eyes, Ambrosia gives an evil chuckle)

Ambrosia: Now I finally got you where I can have you.

(Then Cordelle opens her eyes again)

Cordelle: What!?

(She finally sees what the woman is up to now. She can see her getting blood all over her hands from cutting a bird's neck open using its blood for it's sacrifice while she does an incantation spell speaking the incantation language and about to touch her bloody hand on Cordelle's face but before she can, Cordelle quickly gets up but that makes Ambrosia angry)

Ambrosia; What are you doing? The fun has only just begun.

(She cackles and Cordelle backs up by a tree apparently she is outnumbered)

Ambrosia; No where to go and nowhere to hide, whatever will you do now?

(Cordelle sees a nearly broken thick tree branch and with only her eyes and indistinctly whispering in her head, the tree branch falls and lands on Ambrosia's head making her fall unconscious and Cordelle makes a run for it. But unfortunately she's so deep in the woods she doesn't know her way back and then she hears another voice a man's)

Man: Don't let her escape! Maybe she went that way? Track her down she couldn't of gone far!

(Cordelle runs and sprints as fast as she can before they're able to do something to her and then all of a sudden someone finds her. The man. The man who was once helping her. She knows who it is)

Cordelle: why? After all this time? We're you just using me trying to get what you wanted out of me?

Professional: You already know what you are. Admit it.

Cordelle: No. It's a lie! I'm not what you think I am.

Professional: A witch. And I suspected it the minute you stepped foot into my house.

Cordelle: No...

(He gives her an evil smile and notices something else... Then he gets angry)

Professional: My wife...where is she?

Cordelle: She's somewhere around here.

(It's her turn to gloat)

Professional: You little bitch... (He grabs her by the collar) WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY WIFE!?

(Cordelle whispers something again indistinct in her mind and when she does, a snake comes out from her palm and goes into the professional. He's seen scared of the snake and the snake goes ahead to him and bites him full on the palm of his hand making him scream in pain and when he does, Cordelle again makes a run for it and sprints trying to find her way out of the dark woods and then she falls on the ground. The figure with the torch walks over to her and she lets out a big scream curling herself into a fetal position still screaming and the figure touches her in a calming way.

"shh. It's okay. It's okay. Cordelle, it's me. Look it's me."

(The figure lifts her by her shoulders and takes her into his arms consoling the girl)

Colin: It's me. Shh. It's okay.

(She lets out a crying sound relieved that it's only Colin. He moves on hand and puts it on her head holding her tightly in his arms)

********

Colin: What were you doing in the woods late at night?

Cordelle: I don't know...

Colin: You don't know? How could you not know?

Cordelle: I guess I just needed time to relax after a couple days. It's been hard.

Colin: I don't know what you were thinking you shouldn't have gone out all by yourself there. And you were running. Who were you running from?

Cordelle: I'm fine and thats all that matters right?

Colin: You need to be more careful out there. You of all people should know you shouldn't go out in the woods like that. What is wrong with you?

Cordelle: Everything okay! Besides you wouldn't know anything!

Colin: Look I'm sorry I didnt mean to get you all upset. I was just worried.

Cordelle: Just take me home. I don't wanna talk about it.

*********

(The professional wakes up from the bite of the snake and tries to find his wife and they both meet up alive still)

Ambrosia: She is one of us, sweetheart. I knew it from the start.

Professional: Do you think she's gonna tell Salem?

Ambrosia: Why would she? If she does they'll not only go after her but us too. Even if we do get accused, we'll make sure to give them her name. If that little bitch wants to play.

(They both laugh evilly to themselves as the night goes on)