" Get back!" Martha yelled at a woman who came close to the room.

" I see a light coming from that room, what is it"

" It is not your business, get back"

Mathar repeated now pointing the black-looking hand metal bar that had glowing inscriptions on it towards the woman, with her thumb on the lever.

" What are you doing? and why are you pointing that thing at me?"

" I will say this one last time, whatever you think is happening here is not your business, just go back to whatever it is you were doing"

" Where is your daughter, what sound is that?"

"...