Zodea lays down on the floor in the small room she finds her self now sharing with one of the other slaves. For the moment she is alone and full of turmoil from the last few days she begins to write.

I find myself in good health only days after the incident that wounded Nimbuls and through my own reckless use of my ‘talents’ left me exhausted and near a state of helplessness. Inspector Ryder has taken me to a farm owned by a friend of his. I am not sure why I was brought here. It seems there is some trouble afoot and I have somehow gotten in the middle of things. Nim has not recovered from the wounds he received. It looks as if he will spend at least a month recovering.

In the mean time I have been told to make myself useful on the farm. I don’t mind work, really I don’t. This morning I had to help milk the cows. It was strange and the large animals frightened me just a bit. But I did it. I think I see how it works. There are others here who showed me how it was done. I guess I’ll survive though I’d rather work in the house.

One of the other slaves here swears she had seen me while she spent some time at my old master’s house. I do not remember her, but the things she said indicates she’s telling the truth. I can not bring myself to acknowledge that past life. What if she knows more than she said about my own ‘talents’? Her name was Cermaka. She said some very disturbing things. Evidently the reason for her short stay was the old Master had used her for some type of ‘experimentation.’ Please, oh please don’t let anyone find out who I am. I don’t want to be burned.

Another disturbing thing is once sent to this farm, it’s evidently where you stay. I don’t know why someone wants to get rid of me. I was happy and I thought I had done a good job for my new master. I must remember to be extra good for Inspector Ryder and convince him that I’m worthy of more than this place. He brought me here so hopefully he can take me away.

Pavlov, I can see why he gives the others the creeps. He really has done nothing to me, but he has made some rather improper suggestions. I must be careful around everyone here. But at the same time… Maybe I can get some time away from the others. There is a lot of space here. If I can sometimes get away from it all, maybe I can practice. I need to learn something that is USEFUL! I feel so helpless whenever anything happens to my companions. Could I really kill someone? Or thing? Maybe I can find a way to entangle someone. I must try. I will work hard and then maybe I will be trusted to have some time to myself.

I hear someone coming now…. I just hope I’m not stuck here forever. Is it really possible to have a friend like Damek said?