Her head pounded and her eyes couldn't focus, all too aware that the washed up feeling of tiredness and pain had meant the events of yesterday... or if you can call it yesterday, were all too true. A new thought of despair rushed at her forcing her to stand with a stumble she was on her feet, the room for a moment leaned and moved causing her to rebalance. Her eyes focused and her heart raced like the chase that she could still remember freshly. "No..no.no.no.no.no" she touched the wall in front of her, the cell was thick concrete cold to her touch and perfectly filled to leave no obvious symbol of freedom... a crack, a window thats all she needed. However the door not without its flaws to her power, it's seams yet dark weren't filled or how else could she breath. 

She focused her energy and thought of smoke and the leaking through the door, yet nothing. A strange vertigo washed through her like a chill on the spine and she knew as quickly as they came they could leave, her curse and savior mixed into one. 

It took only a couple of minutes for her to start feeling as though the power never existed and this special asylum was truly where her and whom ever else was here belonged. The home for insane perhaps... or perhaps not, a revelation grasped her thoughts of sanity and attempted to pull them together, the thought was of the wall. She examined it again and perhaps it was a leap of faith but why did they feel the need to perfectly seal it as if they knew what she could do and had a worry that it may still remain within her. She sat pondering alone in her cell lovingly dragging her right fingers over the smooth wall.